Gently Until Morning by Caroline Mellor A poem for my son, age 5 When you were little, you had these big, enormous dreams - like you’d wake up in the night screaming and I’d have to hold you until morning just to calm you down. Sometimes you’d lie in bed for an hour after waking, not wanting to talk to anyone, still coming round from wherever you’d just been; your dreams were so real they’d stay with you all day, as though you half-lived in this other place where I couldn’t find you, where I couldn’t stop bad things from happening, more than you did in the waking world. The night terrors stopped - but you always had one foot in the dream world, you were always partly not mine. One day, when you’re grown, I know I won’t always be able to find you, or to stop bad things from happening. When that day comes, I pray the world holds you gently until morning. Because you never were mine, really, you just came through me. And because the world needs dreamers like you, k
Beacon of Peace, Bearer of Light by Carolyn Chilton Casas ~ for lightworkers the world over Thank you for being the keeper of decency and a way pointer for us all. I bow to the everyday kindness you humbly extend to your fellowkind. I feel your prayers for a bewildered world zipping through the air from all ends of the earth. I honor the unseen work you do for humanity behind closed doors, bringing wisdom to soothe confusion. Together we unite to serve one another, and in our purpose to create a more loving place for our children and for those yet to come. We hold hands in a circle across land masses and oceans— lighted candles of connection emanating from our hearts. The good we generate illuminates, it beckons, it makes all the difference. Carolyn Chilton Casas lives on the central coast of California, the perfect landscape for a love of nature, hiking, and playing beach volleyball. She is a Reiki master