you belong among the wildflowers

​sundays
my whole life
really
all about 
freedom
+
holiness
trying to find
both
in the little moments
of everyday life

the kind of
freedom + holiness
where
every cell
every fiber
of your being
tells you
you belong
+
we're all one people 
yup
freedom + holiness
like that
in and of
your soul

sunday mornings
the time of my mama
we'd listen to
blue moon cafe 
on the radio
driving in the country hills
the adirondack mts
anywhere that would take us
to water
creeks, lakes, rivers
where we found
our freedom
we were both
early morning risers
as grownups
she'd sip coffee
me tea
we'd catch up
with the old
+
the new 
of our lives

sunday mornings
always holy
to me
a gift of another
7 days of life
freedom in
new beginnings

growing up catholic
sundays
always had
holy intention
but we'd only
go to church
sometimes

so was sunday
still holy 
if 
we didn't make it
to church

back then
we didn't talk about
holiness
found
in trees
+
creeks
in conversations
with your mama
before the rest
of the world 
awakes

but now 
i know
sundays
are for holiness
+
freedom
found everywhere
most importantly
in your own heart

when life
circled me
back around
to my relationship with
God
divinity found in the 
sacred heart
of Mother

sunday mornings
i'd go hear
my teacher
a sweet monk
from India
speak
i'd eat Indian food
he made with love
like a mother
cooks for her children

in the lineage
that brought
Yoga to the west
i found true
freedom
+
holiness
connecting us all

now
sunday mornings
i write
my sunday message
to you
because i know
holiness
+
freedom
live
in this little window
of time

this morning
i was driving
with my son
& our 6 year old
little friend
who loves
to sing

this song came
on sunday morning brunch
i've always loved the words
tears flowed
like the creeks
of my childhood
sweet + pure

see
my mama
she's been trying to reach me
sending telegrams 
of the heart
for a long while

like showing up
in a dream
of one my best friends
since i was three
because
a ways back
i closed
my mama's
heavenly door

it hurt too much
who has time to mourn
when there's a world
to change
plus i was mad at her
still
for trying to make me 
the parent when i was a kid
for not protecting me
as a kid

i know
it's silly
to still be mad
at my dead mama
time for me
to grow up
but trauma hurts

deep in my heart
i always know
my mama's always with me
from the spirit world
to fix what was broken
to heal the past
in ways
she couldn't
when she was alive

so i open the door
to her again
the light shines in
of holiness + freedom
in the sun of forgiveness

her message for me
my sunday messages
of freedom + holiness
to make life ok
worth living
even when it's hard
to find
peace + empowerment
in the moments
of everyday life

to remind you
you're here for a reason
freedom is yours
holiness is your birthright 
to uplift + inspire
you
as you begin your week
so you feel blessed
to be alive
to always remember
you are the blessing