Between our soul and our way in the world

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white hydrangea

Another quote from Mark Nepo – this one from one of the Inspiration Cards that go with his Book of Awakening – speaks to me today:

“What is not ex-pressed is de-pressed. It seems the more we express, that is, bring out what is in, the more alive we are. The more we give voice to our pain in living, the less build up we have between our soul and our way in the world. However, the more we depress, the more we push down and keep in, the smaller we become. The more we stuff between our heart and our daily experience, the more we have to work through to feel like directly.”

This seems to describe why I started writing as I was going through a dark and challenging part of my life. It is the reason for my writing, my poetry. Expression is my heart song. Expression helps my soul find its way forward.

What form of expression makes you feel alive, helps you carve your path in this life?

* I took this photo on a recent trip to Capri Italy.

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About Vicki Flaherty

I feel most alive when I am creating, whether through my writing and poetry, gardening and photography, or simply living my life each day. Running and yoga enrich my being. Travel opens me to new possibilities and greater awareness. I am happiest when I’m with my husband Jim. I share my gratitude for all the gifts in my life on my This Abundantly Delicious Life blog. I find a special joy in helping people succeed. I’ve done something valuable when I’ve helped a colleague or friend see their brilliance and express their full potential. I have awesome opportunities to do this as an industrial/organizational psychologist through leadership, mentoring, coaching, career and other talent programs. I try to encourage Leading with Intention at my blog of this name. As a breast cancer survivor, I found comfort and hope in writing. Poetry flowed through me like a river of healing during my diagnosis and treatment, which I share on my Mostly My Heart Sings blog, that I might offer encouragement and a place of grace and heart for those seeking comfort and hope along their journey.

4 responses »

  1. More and more I wonder about the de-pressing we experienced when our father died when I was eleven. So much left unsaid, and when decades go without expression, how does one begin? I don’t know, I just know your post is provoking me to ask the question. Thanks, QV!

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