Deep Dive

In this poem, I attempted to describe the journey inward through fear and resistance to the sacred place that feels like home.

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I feel the impulse to dive into those murky, mysterious waters.  

Resistance freezing me in place,

Treasure whispering from the depths.

I can stay here and wonder,

Or take the plunge and find what I’ve always been looking for. 

The treasure that I’ve been seeking is waiting,

But I must travel through the dark to find it.

With deep breath after deep breath,

I come home to the present moment

Taking one step and then another...

Yes, there is fear, but there is also another here.

 A presence that feels ancient,

motherly, loving, and oh so familiar!

These fearful thoughts and emotions are a sacred part of us.

With each step, blessing and welcoming each fear 

I find myself not running but reaching out my hand to them

Telling them they belong, as we walk hand in hand further into the dark.

And yet it’s not as dark as before…

With each fear I embrace, the darkness is transmuting into light.

And then it dawns on me- The treasure that was calling from the deep was not silver or gold. 

It was the lost and forgotten parts- the places I’m normally too afraid to hold. 

These scared yet sacred parts knock on my heart’s door,

Hoping I will be brave enough to let them in.

Following my heart's call, opening to each fear,

Discovering the treasure buried deep within.

It’s underneath each fear and hidden in every tear.

It’s all sacred, it’s all me and I choose to love it all. 

I forgot I was looking for enlightenment.

I throw away my map and I toss away the key. 

I’m staying right here and loving deeper and deeper all of me. 

This is the home I’ve always been looking for. 

I can’t remember why I was afraid.

My hearts to full to bother asking why…