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CONSCIOUS LEADERSHIP by Nancy Carlson


We are all leaders, followers, teachers, learners...

I was recently reminded of this at the Integrative Healthcare Symposium I attended in NYC. As an Integrative Health and Wellness Nurse Coach this yearly gathering of many gifted speakers and attendees has been continual gift of inspiration for my work. 

There is such a dedication and quest for truth of what healing really means and how to incorporate that into the present healthcare system. There is a sense of care for all within our global environment, food and water, social systems, beliefs, relationships and our leadership.  
This work, for me, is sacred work within a sacred space, as we are all one and part of the Divine plan. 

Yes, we are indeed all leaders...followers, teachers, learners! All becomes devotion and how this leadership speaks, is my poem.

Conscious Leadership

A radical way of loving
that is true, authentic,
not attached to titles or credentials,
but connecting to
that deep place
of unconditional Love.
where we all are One.

Expanding within us,
holding all that we are,
Conscious, unconscious
Eternal, mortal.

Like a fountain, deep within
slowly rising and flowing to the surface
with intelligence, awareness,
right knowledge and action.

Leading us where we need to go,
to be and do.
Loving others and this world, as ourselves.
A kind of being-ness.

Our role that we play
is held within this Source
honoring the Divine, 
respecting the Mystery.

Even with our individual expression
all are one of the same.
And we dance together
in union and collaboration.

On our way,
walking the edges of life,
we expand and hold
this radical loving
in all that we are and do.    
                       
                *This poem was inspired by the many gifted speakers and attendees at the Integrative Healthcare Symposium in NYC, that I recently attended.



Nancy Carlson: "I am an evolving poet, writing mostly as reflection, contemplation. But most recently, as a student of bhakti-yoga, as an expression of my devotion. I work as an Holistic Nurse Coach, yoga/meditation teacher and Reiki Master. You may contact me on Facebook here or via my website 'Joyful Healing' here





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