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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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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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Winter Wonderland Tuesdays of Texture

Nature builds gorgeous textures!

Boise is so beautiful right now, but bitter cold!  (It’s been hovering around 0 degrees in the mornings, and warming up to almost 20 – a heat wave- in the afternoons)

I love this picture!  All white and beautiful layered textures.

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Winter drapery.

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Love the trees in the reflection…but the frost looks cool here too.

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Reminds me of Chia pets…I could take pics of  how the frost grabs on to the grasses all day because each one comes out so uniquely.

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Prickly, frosty fun!

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Busy bee

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#ilivepoetry.  Finding joy in just “bee-ing”. Lessons learned from nature.


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A Love Story – Aubade and Helianthus

Helianthus was but a shy seedling when they met

folded up and shut in

But Aubade was tender, patient and caressing

encouraging her to open up

And take in loving energy

She trusted.

He kissed her full on

and showed her loving ways

Her smitten heart fluttered

and soon she followed him

day in….day out

Emboldened to seek him in ways never sought before

for love’s intensity

Not a moment went by when she didn’t seek his light.

Never had she felt so much like a woman.

Standing tall

standing open

Hearts entwined

Souls entwined

The truth of the moment

explored and expressed

She whispered to him,

“I could stay forever in your arms

keep the world away and

your love in.”

They frolicked and danced

all their early days of summer

soaking their love in

In the Autumn of their lives,

Helianthus felt the distance of her lover

she saw him less and less as he sought

the promise of western skies

and new loves.

Then, only one was left in love.

When Aubade left,

her face continued ever seeking

until she could reach his light no more

her knees crumbled

and she fell face down to the ground

h e a r  t     b r o k e n.

Her tombstone read

“She had given all.”

And the earth wept

for her goodness was gone.

A love story of my fabulous sunflowers withering away because their sun has left them.

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Chautauqua

##ilivepoetry Sunset Park Springfield, Illinois

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“Chautauqua”-: Today, it is “experiencing a renaissance. People are discovering that lifelong learning is one of the keys to living a happy, fulfilling life.”   I am so grateful this word, and this experience entered my life!

So this summer, I had been struggling a little with identity as I quit my long term career path as a teacher.

I had wanted to be a teacher since I was a little girl.  I had the courage to go back to school as a young mom in my late twenties and began teaching as my second career.  Ah…I loved it!  But the demands as a teacher were more than I could do and still pursue my other dreams of writer and writing coaching, so I didn’t renew my contract.

Enter, new phase in my life.  I’ve ALWAYS worked, and now I got to trust what came next.  Granted, I was lost.  I felt I had lost my tribe and that I didn’t belong anywhere and that I was alone on my journey.  Enter, my friend, who is a counselor.  He was EXCITED about my new journey and said I was RIPE for discovery and he couldn’t believe all that was out there for me.  You should have seen his face, grinning ear to ear, as if he knew a secret that I didn’t know.  Then, add in to the conversation, I’m about to take a trip across America with my husband for two and half weeks, and I thought he would vault out of the chair, and the grin that I didn’t think could get bigger, took up his whole face.

That’s when he let me in on the secret of “Chautauqua.   The way he introduced it to me was that I go into my travels without any expectations.  Be open.  Be honest.  Enjoy.   Also, not to hold on to any specific outcomes.  I took all this to mean ABSORB.  My great mantra of #ILivePoetry was my first thought….treat each day as a poetic experience.  What do I see?  really see?  What if I stop and notice more?  What if I take pictures from the under sides of things?     What do I hear?  Songs of the cicada? Ocean waves?   What do I taste?  Are there new tastes? New food?  Old favorites in a new way?  Experience it all.

Being open to an experience and drinking….no GULPING it in is way different than just doing it.  I LIVED it.  I truly “lived poetry.”  My take on poetry is that it’s the best words, in the best order, in the tiniest of packages but the most explosive of moments.  I truly got to live my live.  Then suddenly, the worries diminish, life’s blessings show up in the most unusual ways.  I noticed things in ways and places I hadn’t before.

In the next couple of weeks, I will randomly post my experiences.  I thought I might go by towns and stops along the way…not sure how it will look, just sharing.  It will be poetry unfolding.   And as I showcase my experiences, you’ll see my definition of a Chautauqua.  Namaste my friends.


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Texture Tuesdays

I’ve been traveling across America, and I could hardly wait to get home and post for Texture Tuesdays with Narami.   I look forward to it every week, even if I don’t post. There are so many great things we see if we just pay attention and look closer, and there are a plethora of finds out there from State to State.  Posting along the way proved to be difficult with sparse to little internet.  KOA camps  try to have internet, but alas, their setup doesn’t always work but for maybe email.

The cool part is I should have enough pictures (over 5,000) to find something to meet the challenges for many Tuesdays to come!

Enjoy some of these pictures of landscape from Wyoming…truly one of the prettiest parts of the country from sunsets to wide open country, even the clouds are curiously shaped.   Have you ever seen anything so fluffy?  It looks like it came from a whipped cream can.   Have fun!

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