My Calling, My Beliefs....

I am not old… she said
I am rare.

I am the standing ovation
At the end of the play.

I am the retrospective
Of my life as art

I am the hours
Connected like dots
Into good sense

I am the fullness
Of existing.

You think I am waiting to die…
But I am waiting to be found

I am a treasure.
I am a map.

And these wrinkles are
Imprints of my journey

Ask me
anything.

Author: Samantha Reynolds

I found the poem above yesterday

and it spoke to me:

...

I too sense the eternal flame of my soul...

it is ageless.

The more I stay true

the younger and more vibrant I feel.

I am spiritual.

I am a mystical seeker.

I don't call it "religion"

because for me, God is love

so Love is my spiritual quest.

My church is Mother Nature...

which always touches my soul.
My heart is happy with family and friends.

I aspire to be non judgmental and full of peace.

I've learned I don't have to be nextdoor

to be close to someone I care about..

I realize it is not about fame and fortune

it is about spreading love, listening, and lifting up others

.

It is not about the possessions I have

in fact, often, it gets in the way of my path...

It is not about what I look like,

the color of my skin

(although, sadly, for some, it is..)

it is more important to me

to have the energy and motivation

to stay on my true path.

My soul seeks out my unique purpose and odyssey..

Some days are challenging

but it only makes those good days so much sweeter...

I strive to stay open

so I can learn, grow and know.

 I am very Blessed;

 my power is keeping that prominent

and aware within me daily.

I cannot allow to take it for granted

because the backslide is much too regressive.

I wish everyone felt inclusive and loved.

I wish we all felt as one

like we did when those boys

were trapped in that Thai cave...

I felt so hopeful

because I could feel the Universal Love

and prayer for their safety...

Could you?

It felt like they were our family...

because they really are.

© dkb