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Immersed in Soul Goals: National Poetry Writing Month is in Bakersfield, too -
I put my face over the bowl of cooking oatmeal and the scent that wafted into my soul immediately wrote a poem for me. Oatmeal scent reached from the pot
to cradle my middle-aged face
and return the wrinkled
roundness to Mrs. Elder's
smooth-Cheek squeezing fingers
My belly filled with satisfaction
Even before the oatmeal was
moved to the bowl or my spoon
or my mouth
Smelling love memories can do that
I was delighted to feel that poem bubble up from deep inside but it didn’t happen by magic, it happened because I have been focusing on poetry for the better part of this year, creating goals that stretch that writing muscle so much that it sometimes works without me even having to lift my pencil.
I think this is how the word “poesy” takes form today. It is in a poetic life-style, a life where poetry abounds both on paper and in the heart. Romanticised, perhaps, and sometimes even too sweet for one’s taste.
When did I decide sweet was wrong?
Poesy, as John Keats implored with these words, “O Poesy! for thee I hold my pen”
April is both National Poetry Month and Autism Awareness Month.
It is two sides of the many-sided Julie all rolled up into one intense thirty day period.
Naturally I have challenged myself this month creatively beyond what most normal humans would attempt.
In April I have committed to writing a Sonnet daily – in honor of Birthday boy William Shakespeare. I am also participating in National Poetry Writing Month, which calls for me to also write a poem a day, which may be the Sonnet I am writing but so far has been a Sonnet, A Rondolet and a Haiku.
I am also blogging daily during autism awareness month about my family’s journey on the autistic spectrum. To say my fingers will be busy tapping on the keyboard this month would be an understatement.
Here’s the trick, though – when I have goals like these that inspire me I can get these goals and probably several others achieved simultaneously because I am so fired up, so alive, so passionate about these goals that they don’t feel heavy-weighted or like drudgery, they help me feel connected to Earth and Heaven simultaneously.
I am immersing myself in soul goals this April.
I am immersing myself in poetry, in mother-love, in the rebirth that comes each Spring.
Here is an invitation for you:
During the month of April, awaken to your soul goals. You might not be called to poetry or autism advocacy and yet I am sure there is something calling to you like the scent of lilacs just did as I stepped into my backyard a moment ago.
It is as Roger Babson says, “It takes a person who is wide awake to make his dream come true.” Listen to the soft, gentle calling of these goals, these dreams, this life of yours.
Your task is to listen to the invitation and respond to it.
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posted by
dlollar67
on Apr 3, 2009 at 11:32 AM
Beautifully said, Julie. I will be awaking my soul this week on Spring Break, and I can't wait to see what happens! Thank you. posted by
ALICEN
on Apr 3, 2009 at 01:07 PM
Julie -- that's some goal you've set for yourself. It makes me feel incredibly lazy. What you've written has resonated with me because much of my thinking is actually centered around writing poetry; I just don't do it. Not that I haven't, because I've written dozens. Doing so takes real energy, as you so well describe. One becomes lazy and complacent as years roll relentlessly on. That's my excuse. Not a reason, but an excuse. It'll leave me more time to read more that's forthcoming from you. Your fans are waiting! posted by
JulieJordanS
on Apr 14, 2009 at 02:29 PM
Thank you, David and Alicen! Spring break has had me away from the keyboard much of the time. Today, I am back! HOORAY! posted by
ALICEN
on Apr 14, 2009 at 05:53 PM
JJS: And a welcome sight, too! 'Bout time. Incidentally, I mentioned having gotten lazy and complacent. One night I was watching TV; a man's hands were shown at a desk, and I was driven to write a bit of poetry. I wrote it the next day and blogged it. This is just to let you know that the combination of your enthusiasm, my recognition of my own laziness, and that one scene on a TV show led me to get to the keyboard. And that's all, except to say thank you.
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