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Marie Lukasik Wallace ~ # I LIVE Poetry – I'm passionate about life and writing and all things creative and poetic!


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Sisterhood

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This meme hits me to the core of how I feel about a sisterhood of women.  If collaborating with one woman makes a situation better, imagine collaborating with a team of women who all have your back.  I’m so blessed to have many women in my life who love me and support me and lift me up high!  Our souls truly are joined and we see the best in each other.  We accept each others tears and vulnerability…and of course, we have great laughter too.


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Be Willing to Live with Vagueness

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Hello, post #2 here.

Today I wanted to talk to you about some important advice given to me 20 years ago for a language class and how it applies to real life.

You see, we think we have to KNOW all the answers; or understand all that is going on or even want to control the outcome or situation of something happening in our lives.  When in reality, if we sit back and are present, enjoying the moment it’s so much better.  We are neither worrying about the past nor anxious of the future.  There’s fun in the not knowing what’s going.  Really! Sometimes things come out even better than we imagined!

CASE IN POINT:

It was HAPPY THURSDAY!  Do you get it?  Happy Thursday, and so it required a skip in my step because it was a day I always looked forward to – an element of surprise.  It was my adventure to be willing to live with vagueness.

When I got to the door, it had a sign on it that read:  Enter my Queen.  A rush of adrenaline pumped my veins! I could hardly contain the excitement.  First, a girl mostly always likes the idea of being “Queen for a day,” second, Joe had consistently been reciprocating SURPRISES with me. One of the few guys who had.

Thoughts of : “I wonder what he’s up to?  Where will we go?” entered my head.

And more thoughts: “I do have to teach tomorrow, and I need to stop by the art store on the way.  I wonder how that will work with the plans?”

As I slowly entered the door, I noticed rose petals trailed to the bedroom.

Now, I KNOW what you might be thinking is my surprise…but wait for it…wait for it.On the bed was a Queen’s costume with a note that asked me to get dressed and wait until he arrived.  Oooooooh!

The dress had glittery gold and lace and it was gorgeous!  Annnnnd.  It fit.  I waited with anticipation when there was a knock on the door, when he opened it up he was handsomely dressed as a king and had a blind fold in his hand.  Yes!  A big surprise awaits!

His sister was at the front door and was dressed as a chauffeur.  Anticipation was building inside me.  I felt I could explode at any moment!  I chose to stay present.  As I entered the “limo,” he blindfolded me.   ooh…yeah…more excitement building.  Out of curiosity, more than a need to know,   I turned on all my senses to try and detect where I was…and then came the familiar railroad track thump and then a road bump, bump.  We were at Rosemary’s!

When he took the blindfold off, I was right, we were at Rosemary’s.  He took my hand to cross a small bridge over a Koi pond and into the tea house.  I had created one of our first surprises here, full of very fond memories.  Joe was recreating our date, complete with a specially made dinner, great conversation, and Yanni playing in the background, finishing it off with.a reading of a children’s book, the Table where the Rich People Sit.

Man, I LOVE this man!  How he went to such detail to recreate the whole event.  As we were crossing the bridge, he stopped in the middle and got down on one knee.  Again I was thinking: What’s happening?  Is this what I think it is?  Is he ready?  Am I ready?

He was fumbling around in his tights searching for something because he wasn’t used to wearing such garb.

And then out burst forth a shiny gem full of love and promise.

Fast forward to today:  What if I was trying to control the outcome or wanted to know right now what was going to happen?  What if I stayed stuck in the worry I had a lesson to teach tomorrow and had to figure out a way to get to the art store now?

Some of this story might have lost its charm because I would have either the energy of frantic or worry, instead of being present and in the moment, enjoying what is happening.

So I have been very blessed with the lesson of “Being willing to live with vagueness, and that is only one example.

What would be richer or deeper in your life if you were willing to live with vagueness?

 

 


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Marie’s Gold of 2016

Many people can’t wait to be “rid” of 2016, and while I think there was so much of 2016 that broke my heart and brought me to my knees, especially the loss of so many dear ones, I know that much was learned, even with the loss and the trials and tribulations. Without them, I may not have been in gratitude for the greatness in my life, or I may have missed a valuable lesson. For every thing, there is a season and a reason.

I will especially miss my brother Joey and my brother-in-law John..but these lessons taught me to love my family fiercely and keep on making memories!

When I closed the door on teaching, I was excited, and I was devasted at the loss of an identity…but the release of that, allowed me to open many new doors, including travel! I got to witness the beautiful faces of Indian people who look at you deeply to your soul and started my world sisterhood with 20 year old women who invited me to go to Poland…I got to play the drums with the kids and teach them hand games and bring much needed supplies.

and then I got to travel to Africa with Joe and feel my soul burst open wide! And extended my sisterhood to Africa with women who loved me and enfolded me into their community without a word…we connected heart to heart…and then of course, I got to fall in love with the kids around the world too…telling stories and playing games and yes, playing drums and singing! And of course, nothing is complete without a Safari to witness all of God’s wonders.

I’m still teaching, but in ways I never imagined. I get to bring out the gold in people, especially young people. I love that!

I don’t know what 2017 holds for me, but I am ELATED to see all that it holds and reveals to me and me BEING me and giving my contribution. I am truly blessed.

Thanks for your love, your friendship and your support. It’s been wonderful having you cheer me on.
#MariesGold2016

 

 


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My Lovelies Sunflowers and Daisies

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photo by Marie Lukasik Wallace  – all rights reserved 2016daisies

Daisies photo by Marie Lukasik Wallace – All rights reserved 2016

My Lovelies
Sunflowers and Daisies

By Marie Lukasik Wallace

Heart centered lovelies
Lovely arms flung open wide
Open to give to their tippy tips
Open to receive deeply
Being and flinging
Joy

Ahhh…we have so much to learn from these lovelies.


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The Beauty of India – the Soulful Women

One of the most moving portions of my trip was engaging with the people of India.  When they look into your eyes, they see your soul.  They don’t glance away.  They look deeper.  There is a genuine desire to “know” you and honor the divine in you, thus where the word Namaste comes from.

As part of SHEROES United, I got the privilege to go into the Himalayas and bring Humanitarian relief.  But honestly, visiting them, I got humanitarian relief.  Relief that there are still such genuine, kind, loving people in the world.  These are people who are gracious and grateful for the smallest of blessings.

After we spent time with the children (a beautiful earlier post), we received the beautiful blessing of meeting the moms of the kids, plus other women who had heard of our arrival.

Our wonderful Drum Goddess, Katie Jo, pulled out her drums and then we were  off to an adventure of bringing the beauty of sound to the village women.  One woman would strike the drum with a small stroke, and Katie Jo would encourage them to strike it hard.  The sound then filled the room and soon the dancing broke out, and we saw the women’s hearts soar with the beats.  What a wonderful sight to see these women laughing and dancing with so much joy.  We gave the drum to the grandmother who really encouraged  all to dance.  But the most beautiful sight of all  was when I looked to the back of the room to the faces of the sons and grandsons of the woman who had witnessed their moms and grandmothers dancing in spirit.  What a sight to see!

I will forever be changed getting the honor and privilege of being a part of watching spirits soar.

(p.s.  The last picture is one of our drivers…look at the GRIN! The power of the drums is evident on their faces.)

 


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Re-remember on This Day

My Post is in response to the quote below and the fabulous picture and story  by  Leada Gore below.

“137 years later, Memorial Day remains one of America’s most cherished patriotic observances. The spirit of this day has not changed – it remains a day to honor those who died defending our freedom and democracy.” – – Doc Hastings

 

I LOVE my country.  To this day when I hear the Star Spangled Banner or recite the pledge, as I’ve done hundreds of times before,  my heart is filled with reverence and the deepest gratitude.  It is an honor to stand at attention for the sacrifices so many have made, life and limb and mind. I know I have not earned this freedom I have been given; but I will work every day to cherish and respect it’s blessings. It is what I do with this freedom that matters: creating peace, sharing the wealth, holding all people sacred.  If I can lighten the load of another, I will do it.

PEACE and JOY and RESPECT to all.   Thank you.

Marie

American flags were placed out at Mobile National Cemetery in observance of Memorial Day.Michael Langston with Worrell Contracting, cleans the headstones at Mobile National Cemetery Friday, May 25, 2012 in preparation for Memorial Day Monday, May 28. The Memorial Day service at the cemetery is set for 9:00 am. (Press-Register, Bill Starling)

WEBSITE:  http://www.al.com/news/index.ssf/2016/05/memorial_day_2016_quotes_remem.html


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Soul Quest -India

india at the schoolsIndia was a spiritual buffet, a great feast for the soul.  There were so many new tastes and smells and sounds and heart tuggings in one space.  One must venture out of their own back yard often.

Where to begin?  Ahhh, that is a most spicy question with so many answers! There is so much to say and only so much time to write.  I’ll start with my favorite and let the words pour from my soul.  There is enough juicy material for a very long time.  Our group started the adventure as a way to work on our books, to experience and support one another.   We ended up writing new chapters in our own life stories…One of our goals was to meet the children in the Himalayas and bring supplies to the homes of the people.

Upon first sight, I fell in love.  There is so much GOLD in the SOULS of the children. Their hearts are so tender an and full of hope.  Their thoughts are on what they have, not what they lack.  The first thing they did was sing a song of “We Shall Overcome.”  The sweet sounds of innocent voices aware of their situations but not letting it hold them down was uplifting and even enlightening.  Their music sounded like an angels choir.  Nothing is sweeter to my ears than the sounds of children gathering to sing.  My heart was full.  Then they sang their national anthem, while a young man full of passion and vigor beat a drum in accompaniment.  When the children heard the drums, their smiles grew wide and they belted the song even more.  After the song, each of the children got to beat the drum.  Sound is a powerful, soul changing tool.  I watched in amazement as each child first did a light tap on the drum, and then a strong beat that bellowed a big sound.  BOOM! I witnessed the empowerment that the drum sound gave to each child.  A shy, timid, young girl sat taller in her chair that day.

Then I was so blessed to teach them a hand game learning patterns and rhythms.  Kids love these games, and I was reminded of my love for “playing” with the children…sometimes forgotten in a public education back in the states because of rigorous curriculum.  The teachers were gracious to give us their time, and the head master said one of the first things he wanted to do was buy a drum for the children.  They were elated!   There was much gratitude as we passed out the stickers and books we had brought.  For them, it was like Christmas.  I was in deep gratitude knowing that the gently used books I brought would be cherished, and we had not only made a small contribution toward their education, but we brought smiles and built a bridge.

  I LOVE PEOPLE!!!  (especially children…yes, I’ll always be a teacher at heart…and I will be forever changed.)    Namaste.  Mariemarie in sari