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Please enjoy this excerpt from “Grace Reflected” by Lynda Allen.
There are 2 ways to enter to win a FREE signed copy:
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Winner will be randomly selected on 5/31/21 and announced on our website and social media. *
Grace Reflected is a journey you are invited to take. Its poems and essays plumb the depths of spirit and communion with the Divine and nature, while considering the nature of loss and change, and the meaning of spiritual activism. It embraces and holds with compassion the in-between times found on the path from grief to healing. It invites the reader to cross over the threshold from a small worldview to a wider one that looks honestly at the challenges facing the United States and the world, while at the same time exploring that smaller worldview and how we as individuals can contribute to a re-imagined, more heart-centered future.
Excerpt (3 poems):
I feel the glow before I see it.
As I approach the water’s edge,
my breath hanging in the air in puffs of palest gray,
I see with some part of myself that I cannot name.
I know she is there, gliding upon the water,
my heart rejoicing before my eyes can confirm it for the mind,
and drink her in.
Finally, the trees lift their branches from my eyes and reveal her.
The water a smooth, black glass, reflects a perfect copy of her.
She appears lit from within, so bright is she upon that dark surface.
That’s how it is sometimes;
only with the contrast of the darkness can you truly see the beauty of the light.
She turns her head my way and pauses.
Slowly the ripples cease, and her small wake settles,
until there is only stillness.
Her perfect expression of grace
doubled in the dark mirror of the water.
There is a space between us.
It is artificial,
it’s not really there,
yet it appears real when you look at it a certain way,
just like that image of two vases,
or is it two faces?
Or is it both?
That’s the trick;
what we see in the space between us.
That space can hold all that we fear;
separation, loneliness, our differences, violence, darkness, loss,
until that is all we can see or feel.
The fragile vase of all our fears.
Fear creates the negative space.
What if we were to shut it all out;
the noise, the clamor, the propaganda and preconceived notions,
and let our focus shift, and leaned into the space and looked anew?
Maybe all we would see was a face,
a perfect reflection of me in you.
You and I create the positive space.
Alchemy of Loss
What a weight this human heart.
Normally a mere ten ounces or so,
today it is heavy with loss.
How is it that the weight of memories increases
when we have lost the one the memory holds?
Does the gravitational pull on the memories somehow multiply
as our loved one breaks free of that same gravity,
so that what once was light and joyful, now weighs heavy upon the heart?
For it was those same moments in the living of them that made my heart light,
which I now feel the full weight of.
How does that transformation occur?
Joy transformed so easily to sorrow through the alchemy of loss.
The heart must hold the secret that alchemy is a long process though,
for somewhere it knows that one day the gravity will again reverse,
as the weight of grief upon my chest lifts,
and I can delight once more in moments shared,
with the same joy in which they were created.
The leaden weight of grief transformed into the gold of treasured memories of love.
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NOTE: You can purchase Lynda’s book of poetry on Amazon.