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QUICKSAND by Mary McManus


I discovered that creating poetry healed my heart and gave Voice to my Spirit….

Even after living in a family where violence and chaos reigned, where it is easy to be pulled into the vortex of darkness, my Spirit knew there was something more.

It took decades of searching for healing, and then -- I came to my yoga mat. I discovered the healing power of yoga and the healing power of the sangha, or sacred community and company.

My desire to share this poem came after reading Ruth Calder Murphy’s beautiful and stirring poem by the same title “Quicksand” here, also shared here in this beautiful sacred space, which is also a kind of sangha.

I am incredibly blessed and grateful, just like the lotus flower, to have found my way out of the muck and mire of my past to the beauty of my own self and my own life right now.

Quicksand

Sinister cynicism
twisted minds and souls
wanting me to join them
in a cesspool of waste.

Unknowingly I stepped in
slowly pulled under
Spirit holding on for dear life.

Grateful to the evil ones
for soul lessons learned
covered in grit and grime only skin deep
Lifelines
love vines
rescued me.

Cleansing tears
unearth the gem
sparkling in the new day's sun.
~


~This poem is from my Songs of Freedom: 
Poems From a Healing Odyssey Volume I: Elements of Healing~
(click here to purchase)

Yoga portrait of the author Mary McManus

Mary McManus poet, blogger, and yogini left her award winning career as a social worker at the Department of Veterans Affairs in May 2007 to heal her own life. During the dark night of her soul she began to express herself through poetry. Her pen became a divining rod for light, love, hope, possibility, health and wholeness. She began her journey of transformation and healing which took her to the finish line of the 2009 Boston Marathon and, in 2011, to her yoga mat. Mary holds a BS in Public Relations from Boston University and an MSW from Boston College. In January 2013 she will be a graduate of South Boston Yoga's 200 hour Body Awakening Teacher Training Program. Be sure to visit her website here and follow her inspirational blog here  To hear Mary read selections from “Songs of Freedom:Poems From a Healing Odyssey” visit her youtube channel here. Mary's books of poetry are available on Amazon here. 

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~ 

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