by Jenny Leigh Hodgins
As a creator, I decided the best way I could serve you through the challenging coronavirus 19 pandemic would be sharing my creativity to encourage you.
Nurturing creativity and inspiration through the power of art and nature is my passion. These spiritually rejuvenating sources are scientifically proven to empower and fuel our inner strength and wisdom.
I share my creativity with the sincere intent that it brings you a bit of comfort and sparks courageous hope.
Below is the text for the poetry I shared with you through my earlier podcast, Creativity Brings Comfort, Courage, and Hope. They are in the order of appearance during that podcast episode.
LISTEN TO THAT PODCAST HERE.
Stop the banging, the racket, the jitters, the drums
that shake you, break you, run you in circles from
that lopsided spinning wheel barreling your mind
Leave that torturous neurotic noise behind
Use an image, like stuffing all your crazy
into an over-sized balloon that flies away
Or dump all that ugly, murky blackness in your head
into a dark, wide sea and sail your boat instead
The point is, your hell is created from inside,
so make it a world that is beautiful to find…
Whatever trips you up, wind it up another way;
Your darkness is treasure—in the light of day
Dull, dim clouds of grey blocking your sky?
You are a rainy season--who’s to question why
So let it pour, let it roar, let it thunder—storm--
Who’s to say, anyway, that is not your norm
Bad weather, like relentless weeds, has a place
Serves a purpose and a need to fill a space
Lesson learned, universal shift, and…
Suddenly those clouds will lift
Leaving something growing there,
Something brand new to appear,
Everything refreshed by the light coming through
this rising transformation that originates from you.
There is benefit, value, and hope in every trouble
so long as you are not defeated in the struggle.
A treasure greater than anything
lies nowhere outside but within.
Born of courage that you muster
in the face of challenge, loss, disaster--
a kind of strength forged deeply--
the basis for a joy that lives eternally.
For it is only in bravery that we will see
the path to take to become truly free
to reach the lofty noble state of life
in which our hearts are fully open wide.
And it is only through adversity that we can ever really be free.
Independent of any pain, we clearly stand to gain.
For, by dealing head-on with hardships,
we find the points we’ve missed;
Those inner places of our lives where darkness tends to thrive.
It is by facing ourselves this way that we begin to create change;
An inner transformation through self-realization
A process of evolution. A rather simple solution,
Yet the result is total freedom--
a completely positive outcome
a deeply lasting value
dependent solely on you.
Everything rests on your mindset
Your attitude determines what you get.
So if you regard everything you face
as a good influence to embrace,
you’re guaranteed to find your way
to a path that leads to a bright and happy day
Lions In My Dreams
Last night I dreamed of lions
There were lions everywhere
They were in the green meadow.
They were along the mountainside,
They were roaming the forests.
They were sleeping in silence.
They were rising with the sun as they raced about my bed.
They were on the beach.
They were on the highway.
They were leaping. They were roaring.
There were lions, lions, lions--for as far as I could see...
When I woke today, I noticed there were
courage, power, and audacity written all over me.
What’s in the Garden
Roses fading with every bloom
Pansies profusely shining like happy elves
Pampas grass flowing like a woman with a new hairstyle
Milkweed attracting too many aphids
Rosemary quadrupling in size
Tiny flower seeds popping up as greenery
Lavender sprouting like human limbs
Small trees losing their leaves for the winter
Sunlight floats like a balloon filling with helium
Glowing gradually like a musical crescendo
Rising above the horizon…
Then dropping like a silent ball in the ocean
Fire awakens with golden fury
Roaring like a vicious lion
Cackling, spitting and scratching the air
And whimpers like a child at the splash of a water bucket
Rain drizzles sporadically
Arriving like secret elves dancing on tippy-toes,
Then leaping and stomping on
rooftops, gardens, and streets everywhere.
And suddenly dribbles to a silent stop.
In the orchestra of my mind
Always moving my life
In the privacy of my heart
Lighting my way with wisdom
In the treasure house of my life
Let me rise up for you
Hold on to who you are
Hold on to hope
--even if there seems to be only darkness blocking your path
Hold on to the light burning in your heart
--even if no one sees it but you
Hold on to everything you dream of
--even if you've already dreamed it for years
Hold on to belief in yourself
--even if you can't see your potential clearly
Hold on to breaking through your struggle
--even when you want to sit down and quit.
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All poetry, photos and music content © 2020 Jenny Leigh Hodgins
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