Journey of the Heart

  For those discouraging days… When we might catch ourselves asking to be saved from challenging emotions, a reminder that it’s all grist for the mill. When we can ease gently into our unpleasant thoughts and feelings, we begin to surrender little by little and see the lessons behind it all, feeling it all, learning from it all. No saving necessary. Mandala artwork by Jenn  Lui Not Saved Those days When we carry a heavy heart  And sadness wells up inside  The tears pour out uncontrollably  We hope for salvation.  This notion of being saved  It doesn’t come from the outside  And it’s not about saving ourselves  From discomfort  But with every painful emotion  We can release our grip  Onto expecting it to go away.  Instead  See that we are meeting our teacher  And honor the humanness  That brings us to our knees.  Know that place inside...

The ebb and flow of the creative process presents us with two very different ways of looking at the times of stillness…  It can feel like a dreaded curse, or an invitation to enter our soft inner cocoon and transform, even just a little. This poem is for everyone who has ever felt stuck, lost and hopeless, and is a reminder that only in the darkness can we see the stars. When We Hit The Wall                                                    by Jenn Lui                                      The landscape before us changes                                                 There is an unbearable stillness   ...

Walking on the path of our own spiritual journey, we can sometimes feel like we go around in circles, always beginning…   Yet in writing this poem, I was comforted with the fact that we never truly stay the same. Reflecting on the nature of change, we are always shifting ever so slightly, moving forward always transformed somehow with every step. Illustration by Jenn  Lui – Always Beginning  As The Phoenix Falls You say you’ve been transformed and that you’ve found your way but how different do we really become. One step forward sometimes ten steps back and we find ourselves at the beginning again Alchemy’s many disguises. Walls are closing in while you react Keep burning through the noose Just keep burning through the noose. Given the chance to rise above to transmute fear and pain trapped and stifled by ego’s demands We move in circles and in cycles we never really stay the same yet never stray far a...

For those days that seem darker than dark... ... remember this too shall pass. Always, there are new beginnings at every turn. “There is no coming to consciousness without pain.”  ~ Carl Jung~ ~Skull Artistic Self Portrait by Jenn Grosso~ Death’s Song By Jenn Grosso In the bleak and the despair Hold on tightly to yourself Be comforted by Death’s Song. These cycles they come and go Every day in every minute Another moment’s death. Breathe and take it all in The just beginnings And all their many endings. Nothing stays forever Change is the only constant Hold on tightly to yourself. Cradle your darkness in your arms Embrace the hidden opportunities As the shadows reveal the light. With every little death New found joy in the beginning Another moment is born. 'Winter Dawn' photography by Jenn Lui~ Jean  Lui  hails from a far and distant land imp...