One of the good things for me last year was attending my second International Women’s Writing Guild Conference, held in 2010 at Brown University in Providence, RI. I was still recovering my resilience and stamina, but I was determined to go. I had new writer friends to see again and I gave myself permission to do whatever I wanted. I had never been in Rhode Island, I could be a new me. Each day I had inner guidance about an “assignment”: someone to talk with, or something write about. I gave my first reading at one of the nighttime open readings. I met new women. I sold my books and CD at the book fairs at the beginning and the end. I worked on a poem/photo project about doors, inspired by one sentence a teacher said at the opening. I took care of myself. And every day I followed the energy. It might mean doing an energy healing for someone I met at lunch or it might mean taking pictures or sitting in reflection on the quads. Here is about the first third of the writing from that lovely week with a few photographs.
7/31/10
Grounding in Earth and Sky
For Diane and me
How much trouble
you can get in
not listening to your own wisdom
giving away power
to make decisions
then saying…later…
I knew all along.
See now how strong you are,
no longer a beginner.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
7/31/10
For Hannelore
Reflection,
introspection,
change in direction,
some follow, some lead,
some drop out and circle back,
some stay away forever and sulk,
some are drawn in who never were,
change is a requirement for living.
Adaptation with the blowing wind,
continual evolution,
so it is for all living things
including people and organizations,
the desire to exist, to keep on.
Nourish the whole
and the courageous ones
will risk it all following the larger vision.
What is important is not each tiny detail,
but the rich and nurturing conversation.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
7/31/10
After the wise women
must come the young ones
who care, who bear the
accumulated lessons
with learning of their own
in context of their times.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
7/31/10
Adventure After Waterfire
Lost
but not lost,
knew where we were
but not how to get
where we were going
back to temporary home.
Stopped for directions at a waterside bar
on the wrong side of the river
and from two characters in the parking lot:
a right, 5 lefts, over the red bridge
and down Angell Street,
which improbably turned out to be right.
Disorienting dark
with inconstant moon as talisman!
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
8/1/10
Healing Lunch
After Sue
There is the linear way of things
and there is the other,
order inherent in apparent chaos
where what comes together
has invisible purpose,
and what comes to us
leads back to wholeness.
There is no separation,
energy is energy whatever the spectrum.
To allow this process to happen,
to graciously let go
the smoke, the veil, the illusion,
to be content and at ease
in this insistent skin.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
8/1/10
Starving for Solitude
The nothing
in which to shape
something
of my own invention
is missing
all space filled
all days overflowing
even into night
More than one
chance to choose…
otherwise.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
8/1/10
Choosing a Teacher
Be careful who you select
as teacher, not to swallow
everything you hear,
paying attention to your truth-sense.
Be aware of how you feel—
discomfort tells you something
not good/not bad
necessarily, but check in:
Who resonates, who is kind in assisting,
strengthening the emerging voice,
not stamping on tender shoots
barely emerged from germination.
Who would never douse the heart-fire
and disperse your dream
back to the swirling primordial mists
it trustingly came from.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
8/3/10
Doors (1)
What is behind Door #1
unknown
What is behind Door 2 and 3
however elegant or shabby?
And all the rest: 14, 22, 637…?
Step through
close off or circle back
and see what happens
who do I want to be
and want with me?
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
8/3/10
To Protect My Luminosity
and not feel guilty
to be drawn to or away from
listen and let it be
What I am here for
who I am I see:
to gaze at the stars
to stand in the sun
no more, no less
to speak and sing and be silent
to flow as colored silk on the wind
to be truth as I know it
to catch, to throw, to be kind
to lead, to follow, to be still.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
8/3/10
To Be
An experiment
yet untried,
quite funny really,
to be myself fully for a week
day in day out, moment to moment,
to listen and act from
inner wisdom,
to pay attention aligned
and balanced, in harmony.
To act as if I am healed
and realize it
is true…
extensive laughing is involved
and weightlessness.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
8/3/10
Yes, I Noticed You Being You
What can I say of friend Amy
who spoke tonight so well and courageously,
who opened arms wide, glad to see me
before I even stepped through the door.
And who generously watches out for me
and graciously accepts me.
How fine a friend is that!
Amy, who paints her sad tale so vividly
parts of it are funny,
disconcerting when she feels more the tragedy,
but she pulls us into the humanness of the story
and humor allows us to keep looking,
to keep listening to what was imaginably unbearable.
A skilled weaver, illusionist, wordsmith,
she makes me care…what happens next.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
8/4/10
IWWG Conference
In coming together
opportunity
to see the places
both healed and raw still
To be who we are
built on what we have chosen
to be better than
wild and playful imagination
Whoever, up to now,
you have been
or considered being
come here…and choose
and choose again.
Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2010
