This past month has
been one of loss and pain and suffering for me…
I have gotten to
know the darkest depths of myself. One day, I was at a coffee shop and they had
these candles decorating a corner table. Each candle was different. One was
thick and tall, another was stubby and the last one had the shape of a baby
angel.
I have a profound
appreciation for candles. They are elements I use to meditate, to open
creativity pathways, etc. However, in my darkness, nothing seemed to work. Yet,
when I saw these three candles I realized something: No matter how down I was,
how consumed I was by darkness, there was always a spark of light. It never,
ever died. It just reduced itself to the smallest size...but there it was
within me. Where there is light, there is life!
The Fire of Life
by Dolly Mahtani
The light of this
candle
Reminds me a lot of
my own.
The way it shines,
The way it
flickers,
The way it dances,
The way it
shimmers.
This little light
in me,
At times it shines
so bright,
Burns so deep.
Other moments,
It is but a dot.
I remember on
Diwali,
my mother told me:
"You are a
being of light,
that is what we're
celebrating tonight."
How easy we forget
Who we are,
What we’re made of.
Life sends us
tumbling down hills,
Crashing through
waves,
Only to find
ourselves
At the start again.
Only to lose
ourselves
A million more
times again.
I am eternally
playing
This cosmic game
Of hide and seek
Between the me than
I am
And the one I am
meant to be.
Oh, this is my
prayer;
May our paths cross
forever.
In our encounter,
Entwined we become.
I am the best of
me,
I am the answer I
seek.
My fire burns
fiery,
Deeply,
Kindly,
And honestly.
This light will
never dim,
This heart will
never skim.
I am alive for the
hundredth time again.
Can you see it?
That light in you.
Does it ache for
love, peace and truth too?
Wake up and ignite
with me.
Will you burn with
me, my friend?
Let our fire guide
the innocent,
And the lost.
Heal the wounded,
And the broken.
Let us rekindle
trust.
Let us bring back
hope.
Let us show hearts
How to find their
way
Back home.
I cannot do it
alone.
(Find more of Dolly's poetry in our new book, click here)
Dolly Mahtani is a Professional Dreamer from Santiago, Chile. A lover. A giver. An optimist, a rebel, a romantic. A breaker of paradigms and stereotypes. An aspiring novelist and screenwriter. She wants to change the world and find the rest of her tribe. She is part of the {R}evolution happening right now, at a corner near you. She is a warrior and her weapon of choice is her pen. She bleeds her heart out on the battlefield. Whatever her truth is, she puts it out there bare. Her deepest desire is to put something into the world that wasn't there before, but the rushing flood of excitement and albeit good intentions overwhelm her sometimes and she don’t know where to start. She's stuck at the dreaming part. You can find her pouring out her soul on her blog here, or connect with her on Facebook here.
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