IF I DO NOT UNDERSTAND by Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg

As we often find many things come to our journey that we do not understand…

I am finding my way by living each day sinking in deep to what life really is. Breathing in now and owning what I am feeling in that moment. Often I want things to happen a certain way as we all do, but I am learning to accept in when it does not. I am learning to find the opportunity that it wants to reveal to me.

Photography by Brooke Shaden

If I Do Not Understand

if I do not understand,

what life brings my way-

if I do not comprehend,

what helps me live each day-

I hold my heart,

inside my hands-

I come to my answers,

without demand-

though crying and waiting,

is part of the plan.

I hold my truth,

to my soul-

it is my torch of light,

releasing my night-

stepping into my day,

I let moment stay-

I sink myself deep,

into what my soul sees.

I’ve come this far now,

not looking back-

or forward,

but at what is –

turn off my,

relentless thoughts-

let silence hold me,

in restful embrace-

as I breathe in now.

Photography by Brooke Shaden

Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg is a prolific writer, poet and writing workshop facilitator. Maureen’s passion for writing became her heart vision in 2010. Her poetry comes to her through life’s experiences and delving deep into her soul speak. She considers writing her lightwork. Maureen is a medicine woman of words. She started her Facebok page Heart’s Calling –with more than 6,000 followers—in 2011. As a writing workshop facilitator, she brings participants to a place of inner release and creativity through the written word. Her unique use of prompts initiates transforming responses as participants find an opening to inner empowerment and enlightenment through writing. She recites her poetry at local venues and conducts writing workshops at different retreats and studios throughout the Chicago area. She has three adult children: Alexandra, Dylan and Jonah. She resides in Oak Park, Illinois and enjoys beautiful walks in her neighborhood with her beloved Shiba Inu, Tsuki. Maureen is author of Seasons of the Soul: Transitions and Shifts of Life and Our Surrendering Pause: 30 Poems in 30 Days, (Golden Dragonfly Press, 2020). She was one of two recipients of the annual Janavi Held Endowed Poetry and Art Grant in 2020. To learn more about Maureen's work, please visit her website here.

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