Memorial Day 2019
We remember your faces, your family, your friends
Your courage and dedication so hard to comprehend.
We wonder about war, lives lost, freedom’s toll,
We try to make sense of it...it makes no sense at all.
The poppies awaken from disturbing the ground,
Perhaps it’s your spirits casting beauty to be found.
From the ashes of war, fields alive with the new
Protectors of freedom we remember you.
Listening to the history that you left behind.
We continue your fight, being peace, being kind.
We were born with glory in each of our hearts,
Fighting for humanity we must do our part.
We honor your lives
By committing to our own
Stirring the ground for freedom to grow!
Blessings of freedom ~ Caron
How do we honor the lives of those we’ve known, loved, and lost? What are your traditions for commemorating those who have dedicated their lives for a cause to protect, lift up, and create freedom in the lives of those they love? The tributes typically remind us of the person’s spirit, their dedication, and the beauty of their selflessness.
This year, for me , Memorial Day is also about the loss of innocence, the playful unfiltered joy, spinning, turning, opening, expansion, and freedom that dreams are made of …the ways we’ve learned to keep a lid on it, and to be careful. This year it’s about the lives we’ve lost to violent crimes, to distortions of perception, to misuse of power, to wrong action, to flagrant, blind, rigid beliefs of those who are in places of power versus those who are powerless.
We must remember the beautiful smiles, the organic bursts of creative visions and dreams of the children we’ve lost…we must honor their memory by lifting up our lives to meet their hopes and dreams for success, for potential, for love and growth within our world. They would want us to carry on in their behalf, to remember their memory with our actions of peace.
We wear and display red poppies in honor of America’s war dead which was a tradition inspired by an American woman, Miss Moina Michael. In the battlefields of WW1 it was noted that poppy seeds that scattered in the wind and sat dormant only germinated when the ground was disturbed - as it was by the very brutal fighting during WW1. (Old Farmer’s Almanac)
According to the Farmers Almanac, Memorial Day was originally called Decoration Day. Let us decorate the lives of those who we’ve loved and lost, and those whose lives we’ve heard about through the grief of their parents and loved ones, listen to the stories of the souls who invisibly surround us with their love and hope for a future of love and peace! We can honor their memory by embodying compassionate connections in our lives everyday, fighting for change by changing our own patterns of contraction and shame, and releasing that contraction to open to the beauty in our lives, the steps we need to take, the questions we need to ask, the love we need to share in order to bring peace and kindness throughout our land.
Blessings of peace upon those who have given their lives, upon those who have lost their parents and children, grandparents and grandchildren…blessings of healing upon us all… help us Dear Glorious Divine Universe to live from love, to act from love, to give from love, to lift from love, and to be in love within ourselves and those of all faiths and cultures. So Be It!!!!! ~ Love, Light, & Healing ~ Caron
Contemplating the essence of "Mother," I reflect on being a mother, and learning to mother myself. For me, mothering is part of my essential nature...one who looks after, protects, and holds the space for growth, embodied dreams, visions, and healing. While many attribute this energy only to women and the feminine, I've met many men who who have a strong mothering instinct - one that embraces, liberates, and listens. Being a Mother to my daughter is the biggest gift I've known. I learned a deep respect for honoring her journey. I've learned to guide while listening to something besides my own fears or will, opening to the unknown and embracing all the lessons mothering has taught me... mostly deeper and deeper levels of love for my daughter which teach me deeper levels of love for myself and others in my life.
Mother, the Divine spirit of unconditional compassion exists in each one of us. It's the part of us that honors the sacredness of our life and ALL life. She heals our wounds with love, lifts us to celebrate our accomplishments, encourages us to the next step upon our path. This Divine Grace can lift us to meet the challenges of life, kiss our tears, and stay awake lighting the path when darkness falls. Mother remembers, and offers refuge within the shelter of her heart. Her prayers, and resting in her arms for a few moments are a tonic for restoration, and can transform anguish and pain.
As we get ready to celebrate Mother's Day, connect to that energy of compassionate love within yourself. Listen to your heart, lift yourself to listen to your life so you may listen better to others. Take a few moments to breathe and awaken the extraordinary Blessing of "Mother" within you.
Happy Mother's Day to all ~ awaken this very necessary essential quality within!
Love and light to all,
Happy Winter Solstice Everyone!
I love celebrating winter solstice. It's a beautiful time to turn inward and connect deeply within. Solstice throughout the ages represents the shortest day of outer light, with the promise of emerging light each day forward, as we move towards summer solstice. For me, winter is a time of deep reflection, connection, and consideration as I deliberately water my inner radiance. What will emerge from my quiet stillness? What are the patterns that no longer serve me, and can prayerfully be released to create room to manifest more joy, more peace, and more love to share with those who need.
This time of year with all it's excitement is also stressful. For our elders, and those who suffer in pain or illness... it's especially hard to get it all accomplished, and keep up with or even show up to all the festivities. If you are struggling, honestly reach out for help, if you are full with strength and peace...who can you support? You don't have to look to far to offer a hand, wrap a gift, or sit with someone quietly who needs your company... listening to the rhythm of their breath...listen to yours.
I wish all of you a Blessed Solstice and peace in your hearts! May the circles of celebration you participate in be lit with love and honor for the human spirit. May your body ~ mind ~ and spirit find renewal, nourishment, and gratitude for your remarkable human journey!
Blessings ~ Caron
This morning I started my day treating a beautiful soul who was one of the many who responded to help and support following 9-11. The memories rose from her body as if it was yesterday. The grief poured from her heart as she remembered, and continues to remember...year after year.
Today I remember all those "lights" and beautiful souls we lost 16 years ago. I send love, and heart felt gratitude for those who responded, with open hearts, strength, courage, and skills to support all that was needed in the days, weeks, and months that followed. Compassion, prayers, and blessings of strength to those who continue to mourn their loved ones, and for those who silently deal with the traumatic shock of bearing witness to to one of the most tragic days NYC has known.
Please know you are all remembered and lifted especially today. My thoughts, prayers, and love are with you all. ~ Caron
Closing cycles. Not because of pride incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life. Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust. Stop being who you were, and change into who you are. ~ Paulo Coelho