Pause

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The human business of mindfulness such a curious thing

With every breath individual moments of thought and emotion

Little pangs that rattle and tap at my conscience heart

Enter and exit with kindness regardless of felt pleasure or pain

Not mine to edit, simply notice

In my quiet

The judge, the jury and the critic no longer speaking with such volume and in disruptive ways

Creating space the waves now able to reach my shore

Sitting by the ocean I am reminded,

What was lost to the noise of my spirit and mind

Now seems so effortlessly found

In my pauses, in clarified silent ways

I find myself breathing the simple nature of missing you in my days

~Alisa Hutton

My Home

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I have learned

Many will knock on your outer door

Invite in only those of good character

Your soul is your home, not all need to be welcomed to walk on your floor

My table feeds a bounty of goodness and kind but seats a chosen few

My company, my chosen story, only pure hearts bind me whole and new

Lack of values tossed with miss guided intentions always seem to fall disappointingly short

When people arrive with anything less than authentic, relationships are neither genuine nor true

I have learned to sit in quiet in the middle of my night

To feel uncomfortable dark and my effervescent light

In my dustiest times when I hear that metaphorical knock on the door of life

Intuition speaks of who needs to keep walking and comes with strife

I honor my home and yours alike, welcoming in only those who respect space with trusted care

My heart is precious, only love lives there

~Alisa Hutton

Have you ever noticed the space between the wick and the flame?

Sat in your quiet breath and observed the void between the two

Integral space needed to keep purposed light

An oddly required polarity to serve self and the other with unspoken respect

The wick holding its unique contribution of longevity to care for the flame

The flame holding its unique contribution of longevity to care for the wick

In that care and purpose

A respected space allowing both to fulfill their nature

Have you ever noticed the space between the wick and the flame?

~Alisa Hutton