Happy Belated Birthday to Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver, a woman I can't thank enough for the wisdom & the clear seeing she gifts us through her poetry.  I read a wonderful post on Brainpickings yesterday celebrating her 80th birthday. Here is her poem, reflecting on life, how magical you can make it, especially when you know first hand of it's fleeting nature & how it can all be taken away so easily. May Mary continue to bless us with many many more birthdays & her beautiful gift of poetry.



I know, you never intended to be in this world.
But you’re in it all the same. 

So why not get started immediately.

I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over.

And to write music or poems about.

Bless the feet that take you to and fro.
Bless the eyes and the listening ears.
Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste.
Bless touching.

You could live a hundred years, it’s happened.
Or not.
I am speaking from the fortunate platform
of many years,
none of which, I think, I ever wasted.
Do you need a prod?
Do you need a little darkness to get you going?
Let me be as urgent as a knife, then,
and remind you of Keats,
so single of purpose and thinking, for a while,
he had a lifetime.

Walking a creative path

I've been thinking of the creative's journey, the difficulties, the self doubts and immense joy all bundled into one swirling emotion...  This quote by Mary Oliver from an interview I read is a beautiful affirmation of a woman who really stayed true to her creative desires, I love this... "I've said before that the angel doesn't sit on your shoulder unless the pencil's in your hand. ... And in truth that [is only] given after years of desiring it, being open to it, and walking toward it."

Diligently doing the work, holding it as something special, even sacred, having a spacious mind and always moving towards your desire, the main ingredients to a fulfilling creative life...

walking a lighted path
walking a lighted path

a path with heart

“A path is only a path, and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you . . . Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary. Then ask yourself alone, one question . . . Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't it is of no use.”― Carlos Castaneda

a path with heart
a path with heart

I've asked myself this question for what seems an eternity, 'What is my path?'  My walks on the beach, through a park or climbing a mountain gives me good footing for my mind and sometimes the path reveals itself to you, a path with heart, the only kind to take...Aloha Friday!