A poem to Thanksgiving 2020 – Still so much to be grateful for!

A poem to Thanksgiving 2020 – Still so much to be grateful for!

 

It’s Thanksgiving Day 2020, as we look back on this year

None of us could anticipate what we’d go through to get here

In January we thought we’d have 2020 perfect vision

Instead we were bombarded with strife and division

If it’s true that hindsight is 2020 clear

Then the lessons we learned will bring us wisdom next year

So as we celebrate today being grateful and “socially distant”

Bring in peace, hope and love to break through any resistance

To accept what is, and work together to make it better

Wear a mask, wash your hands and curl up in your favorite sweater.

–  In gratitude and love for you all- Carolyn

 

 

The Guest Room (A metaphorical homage to my uterus)

The Guest Room (A metaphorical homage to my uterus)

Imagine living in a home and in that home is a guest room​. This room has a perfect atmosphere. The temperature is perfect. The circulation is ideal and if someone stayed there they would be well fed, well nourished, well-loved and well cared for. Imagine that room is available for forty years. And every month you clean that room and make it as inviting and hospitable as it was at the very beginning.

And what if one day, you become aware that this room is no longer available? Does the room feel badly? Do you feel badly? Do you experience regret, or beat yourself up for never having used the room?

But, what if the room was never truly empty? What if the room held the space for curiosity, adventure, creativity and alternative possibilities to show up?

​What if, in place of regrets, you send the room love, and light and gratitude for the sacred space it gave you to have the unique and extraordinary life you created for yourself?

I am grateful for what the room allowed me to birth into my life, although not the traditional experience, but the experience of creating a life lived on my terms by the choice of my soul.

During this September, my birthday month, I send gratitude, love, light and peace to that part of myself that has always been there for me no matter how I chose to use it… or not.

P.S. To all of the women who’s “guest room” has been occupied at some point in your life. I wonder, have you received and do you continue to receive notes of thanks and acknowledgement from your guests?