Starlight of the soul

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Wendy Sarno, one of my tribe members in Kim Rosen’s Mystery School, is a remarkable poet and writer – for a taste of her artistry, check out Writings from Wild Soul. Wendy, who lives in Missouri, introduced me to Canadian poet, Jan Zwicky, whose book Forge, offers a collection of poems eloquent and searing, such as this one.

Once again, the moment of impossible transition: the bow, its silent voice above the string. Let us say your story goes like this. Let us say you could start anywhere. Let us say you took your splintered being by the hand and led it to the centre of a room; starlight through the floorboards of the soul. The patterns of your life repeat themselves until you listen. Forgive this. Say now what you have to say.
~ The Art of Fugue: VI by Jan Zwicky

Recently, I browsed through pages of my journal from several years ago, and was mildly shocked to discover that my reflections then were pretty much the same as yesterday’s journal entries: musing about some pattern in my life.

The patterns of your life repeat themselves
until you listen.

Just like music, with its repeated motifs, so my life contains repeated patterns that often fall short of my ideals. I often regard my vulnerabilities as weaknesses that must be eradicated through constant self-awareness and vigilant and diligent spiritual practice. Then I will finally reach – what? – an antiseptic state of unchanging goodness? A mistaken delusion.

What if I held my imperfect life as a story that could, and did, and does, start anywhere. That within this ‘splintered being’ lies the starlight of the soul. And that my song, along with your song, are worth singing and listening to.



  1. Wendy Sarno

    December 23, 2016

    Ah, Mary Lou, always such beautiful reflections that take me deeper into a poem and into my own splintered being with such warmth and compassion. Thank you.

  2. janice falls

    December 24, 2016

    dear Mary Lou, What a rich resource your new website is and will be for us all – starlight to light the way for any soul willing to listen. How fortunate for those of us who thirst. xoxoxo

  3. Stephanie Brossmann

    December 28, 2016

    Thanks for sharing this poem and your reflections. I was needing the nourishment of this poem as it is so relevant in my life right now. I look forward to reading future posts and your website is amazing!

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