Wednesday, February 24, 2010

A Life Full Of Hats


Life Full of Hats


We bring children forth into the world
and with the same hands we cradle our children
we soothe the sick and help loved ones to the other side.
Our hat of black heavy with the dampness of grief is one we wear.

In the mist of our youth we skipped, picked flowers and went to many schools
We learned many messages both spoken and unspoken.
We took the knowledge both true and untrue to be our own and adopted it into our life.
We learned that sometimes we are yelled at, hit and taunted for some perceived flaw.
The raggedy hat of dirty dark brown ripped with denial was the victim’s hat we wear.

We donned the hat of creators and cooked the meals and sealed the deals yet still
we found no peace. We prayed for a sweet release from a mundane ordinary world
that offered us no joy. We wrote the books and lost our looks as the world said we were aging. Time felt as if it was slipping by. We raised our voices and said no more. I am tired of all this so just getting by stuff. When does happiness kick in? What does it feel like anyway?

Fast, Go, Come, Stay, Be Quiet, orders that we heard and we obeyed. We put on the hats of sweet sister and loving mother and wondered when it would be time for us. We nursed our bruises and betrayals and moved on. We had not heard our song and sang to everyone
that needed to hear it.

Finally we put on the hat of spirit that was laden with all we stood for and all that we are.
The presence of God took our hand and said what we wanted was never very far.
All the hats were necessary so we could live and breathe and understand.
The hats are put away for all time as we claim what is ours and has been hidden away.

Now I wear a crown of soul and light fills up my being. I am finally seeing what is real and true. So should you. Embrace it and allow it to fill you up with love. It is yours for the taking and has been all along. It is time to sing your song!

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