I humbly share with you my poem Cocooned, written in response to a new friend’s Margaret’s thought provoking poetry. I am constantly amazed at the power of words to connect others and enable us to share in the human experience of life! She wrote, David Bowie: ‘Part 3, Right Now’, David Bowie Reflection in 3 Parts upon his death. She found herself pondering, “What insights, what counsel on how to be an artist, how to live fearlessly, how to love whole-heartedly, how to die with grace?” could be gleaned from David Bowie’s life and death.
I told Margaret that I wanted to live my life fearlessly, with NO “gentle anxiety over what I can’t see.” I want the unwavering core belief in a “friendly Universe”, dare I say for all? Please find the link to her inspirational website ‘Full Blooming’ below.
Cocooned
Before birth we’re cocooned, warm and secure, loved.
After birth we’re snugly wrapped, safe, loved even more.
Then we grow, and the reality is one minute we are safe, tightly wrapped,
tied to others or something else; feeling loved and secure,
and the next minute we are lost, cut adrift; feeling scared, alone, and insecure.
We sway back and forth through life with grief, loss, illness, pain; inevitabilities and more.
Sink or swim you say. Do I rely on allies, or go at it alone?
If you have yourself you are never alone.
Reaching for the hand of another and admitting vulnerability IS strength.
Not knowing what’s next can be very scary; fear easily becomes pervasive.
No better time than now to embrace the mighty unknown,
to hold close to your heart belief in a friendly Universe-
filled with people with stories waiting to be shared; with people willing to lend a hand if only asked.
A more joyful approach to LIFE? No question!
More like being cocooned…
Nancy S. Lorch 2/16/16
Margaret Dubay Mikus, PhD. website Full Blooming, Healing body-mind-emotions-spirit, and
Creative inspiration
What do you do when you feel cut adrift?
Do you allow yourself to be vulnerable?
Do you believe in a friendly Universe?
Do you feel cocooned?
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