A Taste of Etudes - Becoming

by Shirley Riga

I watched the documentary
Becoming last night
Michelle Obama’s new book
She inspires me
 
Her drive to keep on going
In spite of the push back she’s received
Every person she meets
She asks what brings you joy
 
Riding on her inspiration
Within a millisecond
Of a moment I ask myself
What brings me joy?
 
If I imagine I live
In an energy world
With no forms
Only color energy
 
I would see children
And four-legged beings
As bright colors
Moving bouncing exploring
 
I would see houses bursting
With color
where the love congregates
brought together by the pandemic
 
I would see gardens and
Natural surroundings
Lit up with an iridescence
That just glows
 
And in this fantasy
I look down below me
On the ground
Imagining the earth
Energy is changing as
We live our daily lives
 
There’s much mending going on
Forces of color are blending
With each other
Rejoining from separation long ago
 
There’s a hum of change
On the surface under our feet
In our breath
we can feel the vibration
 
Most all humans aren’t
Aware of the change
Much like an ice cube tray
Full of water in the freezer
 
We don’t watch the change,
though know it’s happening
water changing into crystals
as we trust the cubes will become
 
I saw the movement last night
While standing in my living room
Not fully understanding
And knowing it’s good
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It’s mending
It’s recognizing
It’s reconnecting
 
The pause button is still active
By the very force of nature
We are witnessing Mother Earth
Taking charge
 
Realigning
Reconnecting
Repairing
Resetting
 
There is hope
For however you define
the power of the universe
Changes are afoot
 
There are the green shoots of spring
Sprouting up through the darkness
Those struggling and passing
See color more vividly beyond the veil
 
Those helping with their many skills
See bright colors in
The love and appreciation
expressed to them
 
Those unwilling to see the color
They will at some point
When they recognize love in their heart
And get beyond the pain they hold center
 
Spring time is not only spring time
It is a rebirthing of Mother Earth
Into a new world of color
 
Doubts will rise with fear
as we see the bleakness
Of the human spirit
Wounds continue to be revealed
And we fall into darkness
 
And every time we choose
To remember
We can find ourselves
Using love we hold in our hearts
 
Love in our choices
Love in our gut
Love in our actions
Love in our physical bodies
Love in our minds
Love

Shirley Riga, healer, teacher, author and spiritual director, practices locally and virtually as a spiritual counselor, sound healer, trance medium, master Reiki practitioner and Hospice volunteer. For more information, www.shirleyriga.com