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THE KEEPERS by BethAnne Kapansky

We all have different ways of being in this world, creating a lovely pool of collective wisdom and spiritual perspectives among us...

I wrote this poem as a reflection on the diverse ways we find meaning and nourishment for our spirits. It celebrates the idea that our wisdom does not come from prescribed ways of thinking, but from our experiences and how those experiences inform our hearts.

Life is rife with possibility and the revelation of the sacred; there is always something new to learn, something numinous to discover. The Keepers is a reflection on life's beautiful mysteries, which have been entrusted to each of us to uncover through our own authentic experiences of self.   

The Keepers
by BethAnne Kapansky

There is no secret 
to happiness.

But there is learning 
to find life where 
you are planted,
and learning how to
breathe in something
bigger, than just yourself.

And there is listening
to the crackle of a fire
on a simple Sunday night 
and getting lost in the 
magic of the moon, then
finding your way home
under it's tender,
burnished gaze.

There is no secret
to love.

But there is learning
to meld with the soul
of another, and knowing
the world becomes lighter
when we laugh together.

And there is exquisite
kindness and putting 
yourself out on that limb
each and every time-
even if it means falling off-
for someday soon I know,
You will learn how 
to catch you

There is no secret 
to life. 

But there are great mysteries
who await your finding,
and there are these precious
days whose moments
we can embody. 

And there is learning
to inhabit, your gorgeous
gift of self with all the 
grace and courage and 
utter humanity 
that you can muster. 

There is no secret
other than: 
it's all a secret,
and us the keepers.

And if you stay open,
it will reveal itself to you
in everything that has breath.
In each change and shift
of heartscape.
In every brave act of change.
In anything that you love,
because when you love-
you have surely seen
the face of Life and know 
the benediction of salvation.

In a quiet space of being
under a magic moon,
on a simple Sunday night. 
Katharina Jung Photography

BethAnne Kapansky: I am a Clinical Psychologist enjoying life from my tiny corner of Anchorage, Alaska. I love writing personal essays, composing quirky poetry, and creating whimsical art. I can often be found on top of the nearest mountain or running through the trails of my beloved woods with my little white dog who has the legs of a gazelle and mighty heart of a lion. My work has been published in The Elephant Journal and When Women Waken and used in collaboration with a local dance company to create performance art. I am inspired by nature, rainbows, cake, hearts, the power of women, the thousand faces of love, and the beautiful journey of becoming more fully human. I can be found on Facebook or on my blog: Sunshine in Winter, here. 

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