avatarLori McCray

Summary

The text reflects on the personal journey of self-improvement and acceptance, acknowledging the transition from active nurturing and learning to a state of contentment with one's contributions and the desire for inner peace.

Abstract

The author of "Soul Work" shares a deeply introspective narrative about the evolution of their life's work. Initially embracing the challenges of motherhood and the stewardship of animals, they have learned the delicate balance of protection and release. Despite the acceptance of their limitations, there remains a struggle with imperfection. The author yearns for an idyllic world where life's burdens are lighter, and the need for growth has been fulfilled. With age, the desire for tranquility and reflection intensifies, seeking to rest in the sun and observe the endeavors of others. The work they now undertake is unseen, a cultivation of the heart and spirit, which may be misunderstood by those who cannot perceive its depth. The author's conviction is clear: their greatest work is the offering of a generous heart to the world, an act that is both a personal gift and a profound contribution to humanity.

Opinions

  • The author values the beauty and difficulty of nurturing roles, such as motherhood.
  • There is a recognition of personal limitations but also a dissatisfaction with imperfection.
  • The author expresses a longing for a world where life is less challenging and growth is optional.
  • With maturity, the preference shifts from active engagement to peaceful observation and inner development.
  • The author feels that their current work, though invisible, is of great importance and is misunderstood by others.
  • They believe in the significance of offering one's heart openly and consistently to the world.
  • There is a sense of pride in the personal growth achieved and the heart cultivated over time.

Soul Work

Doug took this just now, it’s still trying to snow. Oy.

We work the work which is given to us. Once I mothered, and it was beautiful and difficult. Even animals and their needs challenged me. I’ve learned how to protect and how to let go, and still have work to do here. There’s only so much I can do, but I still can’t accept my imperfections.

I want to live in a perfect world, where life is free and easy. It’s ok if I stop growing. Perhaps I’ve learned enough by starting as early as I did. I have poems about summits but now that I’m older, I want to be done with climbing. Let me sit in the sun with a good book and wave to the adventuresome. “Way to go! You can do it!” I’m not getting up.

Let the birds make nests in my hair and my shoes become shabby. I’ve no one to impress. My work is deep and invisible. You might judge me for doing nothing, for not contributing, but you don’t really know me.

No one will give me money for the perfecting of my heart. I swear that it’s a good one. A sweet one. A large one. The best. Perhaps the greatest! My work is to offer my big heart to the world, every day, in whatever way I can, knowing that when I turn away and close it, I’m diminishing my offering.

LBM 5/9/2020

Soul
Poetry
Love
Mothering
Sacred Feminine
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