Heather Pound

i hope someday to have a

seat in a window, the kind

that opens to a garden

or the sea.

 

the kind that is sat at

while the heroine dreams

and gains clarity for the

battle ahead.

 

knees drawn up, book

lying beside, cup of tea

in hand.

 

i wonder if dreams like

these sometimes keep us

from getting started

because the ‘scene’ is not

quite set.

 

if only we had

the window seat or perfect

sunlit, quiet room, we would

 

write that book,

compose that song,

paint that picture,

sing to our heart’s content,

gain that vison or goal

that would give life

more meaning.

 

when the truth is

that if we do not intentionally

choose, we will never start 

at all

 

and sometimes those perfect

scenes are just a state of mind

that are within our power to

choose, to foster, to create

all along.

 

so, find a place of ease

wherever you are at and

 

hold that pen

grasp that brush

strum that instrument

mindfully plan that objective

 

and do not go another day

without using that natural

gift, growing that talent,

doing that thing you were

born to undertake

 

and the world will be

richer for it, and your heart

will be infinitely more as well.

 

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you ask why you need

to forgive when you are not

the one that committed

the deed, that caused the pain,

that left an indelible mark.

 

and i smile and reply soft,

that forgiveness is not about

them, it is critically more

about you.

 

it does not excuse what they

did, but rather protects your

already hurting heart from

further damage, from

bitterness growing deep

into bones.

 

forgiveness means that

freedom for you

is on the way

and heralds

its approach loud.

there it is

 

just beneath the surface.

be patient as it blows

away dust, brushes out

cobwebs sticky and

your heart will

shine again.

 

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when the invitation

to the party

comes and you

do not feel

qualified to attend,

remember

all the work that

you have done,

how far that

you have come,

and let that ‘ol

imposter syndrome

bounce back

from where it came.

 

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we hunger

not only for bread,

but for the things

that truly fill the soul

 

distraction and pleasure are

a quick fix that disappear

like candy floss in rain

and are about as substantial

as this, too

 

desperately searching in the desert

for sustenance, we realize that the

place of deprivation has dissolved

superfluous things that we don’t

really need for the journey

 

unwholesome baggage that just takes

up space like self-criticism, insecurity

and fears. and as they shift and melt

away, they leave us space for more

 

for those hearty, healthful things

that stick to our ribs, bring a glow

to our cheeks and give us strength

for the journey ahead

 

—however uncomfortable, there is often purpose in those desert seasons.

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i hope that

you consider

that on this road

that makes up

life, that you

just might

find hope,

and inspiration

and purpose

and that you

might even

experience

fulfilment

in the end.

 

these things

are possible

and everything

like this that

you have ever

longed for

can exist.

 

and today may

be thick with

darkness

but that

does not

negate the

reality

that there

is light.

 

–there is always, always hope.

©Heather Pound 2023

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self-care does not 
merely mean 
time out with friends 
or bubble baths. 
yes, these things 
are lovely, but 
self-care honours 
habits more 
significant 
than these.

it might be 
showing yourself 
the compassion that 
you might routinely 
offer others and 
then presenting 
yourself a pass
to imperfection
as well.

it may be living by the 
values you hold dear
because they form 
who you are and
you will not thrive 
if you are not true 
to these. 

things like integrity, 
standing up for 
fairness, humility, 
loyalty and respect. 
whatever is the 
bedrock of your soul, 
and what makes 
your particular 
personality tick. 

then there is lifting up 
your very own voice 
in situations that matter,
embracing and 
expressing the 
power that you wield 
as valuable human. 

and last, but most 
definitely not least,
keeping boundaries
that protect and 
serve and allow 
you to respect
yourself 
and others. 

these are all 
significant parts
of caring for you. 
these assist you 
to recharge
and flourish, 
to grow and 
to be healthy
for yourself
and others
long-term. 

©Heather Pound 2023

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come to the place that is rest

softly. you do not need to

shout it loud. it is fine if

you can only stumble

through the door, but

just make sure you

come.

 

and as you take off your

shoes to lay by streams

of peaceful waters, you

will find that all of the

striving has made you

weary, more than you

realized, and that quiet

is productive, too.

 

and that it is good to linger

in this space where you

can let those burdens go,

where you can evaluate

what is yours to bear

–or not

 

what flowers you want to

gather, what memories

you wish to make, what

are the priorities that you

will intentionally choose

once you arise.

 

and as your mind calms

to the peaceful rhythm of

the brook, you simply let

thoughts go. And you will

find rest for your soul

 

and just be.

 

©Heather Pound 2023

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when you put a seed

down into soil deep,

you must wait—-

because that seed will

never germinate, grow

if you keep digging it

up to check on its

progress

 

i know this is hard,

but it’s just the way

that it is with all

things plant, and

most everyone’s

heart.

 

you must simply

gently water,

make sure

there is light

–and wait.

 

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beginning—

a powerful

hopeful,

miraculous

word.

it thrills the

soul and steals

breath away.

 

a moment of

brevity, yet

infinite

possibilities

in execution.

 

it starts with

a breath and

leads to an

entire world

of tender

prospects.

 

a fresh start,

a second

chance.

 

and the morning

dawns, and the

magpie sings,

and all creation

begins again.

 

©Heather Pound 2023

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i want to make something clear

as gently but as clearly as

i possibly can, because i keep

hearing messages of other than.

 

of people who have struggled

long because of things they have

heard and absorbed. thoughts

that rubbish the entirety of

who and what they are.

 

and even heard this in places

that are meant to be holy.

 

when you were formed out of

dust, within your mother’s

womb, God looked upon you

with profound love and declared,

‘what i have made, it is good.’

 

and while in this world there

are things fallen, horrible,

unspeakable things and there

resides within each of our

hearts the potential to foster

either incredible good or ill

 

but know this, God sees you

as entirely lovable, worthwhile,

worth cherishing. so much

so that he would move heavens

and earth for you—and this

he did.

 

you are full of traits, features,

personality, talents, gifts

and abilities that make you

unique. that make you–you.

 

and each of these was carefully

crafted with love by the one

who spun your life into motion

before your very first breath.

 

and he does not make rubbish.

 

and you are something

exquisitely spectacular

indeed.

 

and the voice that says

otherwise in your head

is not the one who

carefully, lovingly

and intentionally

planned–you.

 

so, shake off that dust that

clouds your vision, open

the window to your soul

that has been stuck tight

–and shine.

 

©Heather Pound 2023

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