“HOLD ON”

“HOLD ON”

Weather-wise,
it is overcast and gloomy.
Nature has arrived in full force
bringing devastation and tragedy.

Politically,
aftershocks of the global tariff war
have begun to arrive in full force
heaping grief, disillusionment, anger and unbelievable fear.

When the going-got-rough for our forbears:
… poverty, war, hurricanes, ill health,
they held on to inheritance of the generations before them
their ancestors
who provided a legacy
of endurance and strength and hope.

Sometimes, that legacy was all they had to hold onto.
These days, it may be all we have to hold onto.

As the mountains in the photo speak of strength
the trees speak of endurance
the roses speak of hope
… all in one photo
inside each of us
through the legacy entrusted us,
by those-who-have-gone-before
is strength, endurance, hope.

In difficult times,
let us “hold on.”
We will.
We must hold on.

Just as our ancestors have, in the past,
one step,
one moment,
at a time
we, too,
will “hold on!”

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Photo & Text © June Maffin
blog, Facebook Group, and Bluesky

“LET LOVE SPEAK”

“LET LOVE SPEAK”

MAiD (Medical Assistance in Dying) became law in Canada in June, 2016 with a variety of responses. It has been welcomed, ignored, misunderstood, controversial, deemed to be anathema.

Many years ago, the request by a friend to sign as a witness on her MAiD document, made me pause and reflect, once again, on life, on death, on compassion, on personal decision-making about one’s own body and more.

I found myself going back decades ago and a conversation with my mother who wanted to have ‘the conversation’ with me. Having serious health issues, she wanted me to know her thoughts on dying and her wishes. We had ‘the conversation’ many times over the years.

The day in her doctor’s office when he told us that Mom’s kidneys had failed and she would have to go on dialysis immediately, Mom made it very clear that she would not do dialysis. The earlier conversations we’d had over the years were brought into reality.

Mom had often expressed a hope that the Canadian government would let people who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness, make the decision as to the timing of when they would die for themselves in consultation with their doctor. Mom didn’t get her wish. MAiD was not legal at that time.

Before my husband Hans and I married, we talked about our “final wishes” and MAiD emerged in conversations. Hans was born in the Netherlands where they had their own equivalent to MAiD. He had researched it, was a supporter, and when his first cancer diagnosis was pronounced, we revisited our early discussions. With his second cancer diagnosis, he wanted to formalize things with his doctor and let him to know that if the prognosis were terminal with extreme pain and incapacitation, he wanted to be a candidate when the law was passed in Canada.

With his third cancer (terminal esophageal) a few years later, he knew that the extreme pain he dealt with each moment, would get worse as the cancer continued to spread. There was no quality of life for him at that time. He couldn’t swallow; he couldn’t speak above a whisper; he was exhausted and the pain was not being managed. The time had come. He reminded me that his wishes remained strong and steadfast and that if he couldn’t be granted his request in Canada, he wanted to go to the Netherlands where his request would be granted.

He reminded me of our experience with Shandy, our rescue-dog and beloved King Charles spaniel who had been in pain for too long. While the medications helped her somewhat, pain was her daily, ever-increasing experience. The morning we put her favourite cookie in her mouth and she didn’t know what to do with it, we were at a complete loss. The vet diagnosed it as ‘canine dementia,’ and told us that her kidneys had now failed. He could offer no further remedial help.

Shandy had no quality of life. She wasn’t eating. She was in emotional distress and constant physical pain. She was deaf and almost completely blind. The vet asked what we wanted to do. We asked ourselves “Could we love her enough to let her go?”

It was Friday. An appointment was set for the procedure to happen the next morning. “Monday.” I said. “How about we have her with us over the weekend and have the procedure done on Monday?” My wise husband let me talk and cry it out. He had had dogs all of his life and had walked this road with them in the past. Shandy was my first such experience. Hans and I talked and listened to one another in the silence as we held Shandy close to us. And then I heard myself say “Let love speak.”

By rescuing her from a terrible situation so very long ago, she had been given love and a life of freedom from the pain she had endured from a cruel owner. That was then.

Could we give her love and a life of freedom from pain now – even if that meant we would no longer have her with us?

As difficult as it was, we knew that it was our time to give Shandy the gift of unconditional love and let “love speak.”

I will never forget Shandy’s eyes as she sat on my lap on the drive to the veterinarian’s office the next morning. Usually, on the road and at the vet’s, Shandy was agitated. Not that time. This time, she was quiet. She was at peace.

Love spoke. Under the gentle hands of the vet, Shandy gently left us.

Supporting Hans’ decision for MAiD was personally difficult. But in remembering our experience with Shandy, I knew I had to “let love speak” and support my husband’s decision.

When I sit in a doctor’s office and am asked to sign MAiD papers for friends with whom I have spent a lot of time listening to and talking about ‘possibilities’, I remember my mother. I remember Shandy. I remember Hans. And each time, as I sign the papers, I know that the motivation is clear … “Let love speak.”

While I pray that each person whose MAiD paper I sign will leave planet earth gently, in their sleep, I am aware that death may not happen that way. If that doesn’t happen, and they choose to invoke MAiD, I will ‘let love speak’ and support them in any way I can.

And, should such a time come when I make such a decision for myself, I pray that others will ‘let love speak’ and support me in my decision.

May love always speak.

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An aside – this reflection is not intended to cause debate, argument, distress or controversy about the MAiD program in general or in particular. It is a personal reflection only.
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© June Maffin
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www.medium.com/@junemaffin
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This is a photo of Shandy, beloved canine companion who died October 10, 2009 and who will not be forgotten. Rest in peace, Shandy. Rest in peace. And give Hans a gentle cuddle from me.


“SPRING IS HERE – SORT OF”

“SPRING IS HERE – SORT OF”

Welcome Spring … Vernal Equinox … to this part of the world.   You arrived today!  Hurray!

You’re technically here, Spring Equinox, so may we have … a little less cold … no more frost (or snow!) …  more sunshine … blossoming flowers and shrubs and plants and trees … chirping birds …happy sounds of children at play outdoors … and compassion, commonsense, integrity, transparency and truth coming from governments and leaders.  Please?

When the frost and snow and dreary rains and overcast skies depart,
may new life S P R I N G  to us all
…  new life in Nature
…  new life in aching bodies
…  new life in relationships
… new life in political realms
… new life in hope!

Oh how we need spring
– spring in our weather
– and spring in our souls.

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WatermarkedSpringEquinox

© June Maffin
@soulistryjune.bsky.social
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Photo taken in the Cowichan Valley on Vancouver Island
in British Columbia, Canada.

 
 
 
 
INNER PEACE AND CHOICES

INNER PEACE AND CHOICES

A friend posted this a while ago, and with her permission, I share it here.  She wrote: “To tell me I’m not family because my political views are different from yours, is beyond sad. To wish me dead, simply because I have gay friends and support gay rights, because I believe there should be gun reform, and because I had the audacity to be supportive of those who chose to walk out of class for 17 minutes is beyond sad.  My heart breaks for you.  I love you.  But you should know, I will always love you … but from a distance.”

 

I was deeply saddened that she found herself in such a situation and  saddened that the political situation in her country has come to this morass where families are divided. 

I am grateful she supports her gay friends; grateful she believes in gun reform; grateful she continues to love those who have expressed hatred for her; grateful she realizes that such love must be from a distance for self-preservation; and grateful that she is taking care of herself and walking the path which will lead her to inner peace.


What about us?   What decisions do we make about who we let into our lives – thoughts – time – conversations – emails – social media?  Are we taking care of ourselves and walking the path of inner peace?


Why do we let the behaviour of others complicate our lives … cause hurt … alienate us from friends / family members … even destroy our inner peace.


Why? 
And when we do let the behaviour of others do those things, what consequences come our way?   


Surely when we let the negative behaviour of others enter our thoughts, our conversations, even our sleep to the point that we become unable to think about much else or get a full night’s sleep, our inner peace is destroyed. 


If we want inner peace, we must make decisions about who we let into our thoughts, our conversations, emails, blogs, social media.  We must not let the behaviour of others destroy our inner peace.

WM-BeGentleWithYourself





© June Maffin
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ST. PATRICK’S DAY: Celtic prayer for peace and sleep

ST. PATRICK’S DAY: Celtic prayer for peace and sleep

St. Patrick’s Day (March 17th) is a day that brings forth the ‘wearing of the green’, stories of leprechauns and shamrocks, wonderful Irish music, and gentle reminders of Celtic spirituality in many parts of the world. 

Celtic spirituality transcends institutionalized religion and encourages people to consider aspects of the essence of life … like sleep.   But sleep can be the elusive pimpernel of the night for many.

Night time, for many, seems to be a time when
… minds seem to worry more
… pain seems to hurt more acutely
… grief seems to be more intense
… fear seems to escalate

When COVID-19 spread its tentacles in every continent, countless people became isolated, got sick, died.  Anxiety grew as new strains of the virus emerged.  Vaccines weren’t available to all people.  And growing numbers of people refused to get vaccinated.

Increased concern about climate change brought dramatic discussions about climate-refugees.  As a growing number of countries around the world continue to live in unbelievable conflict and the rest of the world holds its breath, fearful about the possibility of biological and nuclear warfare being unleashed, thousands are deeply concerned about their savings, health care for themselves/their families, and fear about the future if democracy coming to an end robs people of good sleep.

Rising concerns about availability of treatment/medication for those who are facing unwanted, unexpected, complicated pregnancies – availability of medical care that is becoming a major concern along with the growing concern about homelessness and addiction, keep people awake at night or shorten the length and quality of their sleep.

People “take sides” – alienating people in neighbourhoods, worship, work, community groups/organizations, families.  And, worry, stress and global tension are having a serious negative effect on sleep patterns. 

We all need sleep – and good sleep. 
On St. Patrick’s Day, the Ancient Celtic Prayer for Peace and Sleep seems to be most fitting. 
It is a prayer. 
It is a wish. 
It is a hope. 
It is a need.

May this night, and all nights to come, be blessed with sleep and safety for this world and may this ancient prayer bring a gentle night of sleep for us all.

THE ANCIENT PRAYER FOR PEACE AND SLEEP
May the peace of the tallest mountain,
and 
the peace of the smallest stone be our peace. 
May the stillness of the stars watch over us.
And may the everlasting music of the wave lull us to rest.
Amen.  So be it.  Amen.

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© June Maffin
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Bluesky: @soulistryjune.bsky.social

Calligraphic artist: George Simpson
Author: unknown member of a Celtic spirituality community. Many Celtic prayers, including those for sleep and protection, originate from oral traditions and were later compiled in collections like “The Carmina Gadelica”, a 19th-century collection of Gaelic prayers, hymns, and blessings compiled by Alexander Carmichael.

“WHERE THERE IS HOPE”

“WHERE THERE IS HOPE”

A long time ago, a child lived
while the world around her was exploding
with hatred, violence, evil.


At that time, one man had risen to power
… a
man who hated
… a man who lied
… a man who was the catalyst for violence.
… a man through whom evil spread.

That one man became the model for others to hate.
He encouraged others to lie and be violent.
And evil spread even further
through the actions of those who followed that one man.
Lies spread even further.
Violence erupted daily.

The world of the child and her family became a world of fear for their very lives.
So they hid and lived in an attic for years
until they were betrayed
and the child, along with most of her family and millions of others
died unthinkable deaths.

The time in history was World War 11.
Humanity did not learn then.
Hope was gone.
And yet
in the midst of the chaos, suffering, hatred,
senselessness, violence and evil,
one child – Anne Frank,
wrote hope-filled words in her journal …
“Where there is hope, there is life.
It fills us with fresh courage and makes us strong again.”
The time in history – is now.
A leader unleashes evil with his hatred, his lies, his ability to evoke violence.

Will humanity learn now?
Democracy is at great risk.
Where is the hope?

Hope exists.

It lies in the people who have spoken up and are speaking out –
It lies in those who refuse to be intimidated.
It lies in me – and you.


May the world remember the words of a young girl “
Where there is hope, there is life.”  <Anne Frank>I have hope – because I MUST have hope.

Not to have hope means that we give up
and when we do
evil gets its way.

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© June Maffin
@soulistryjune.bsky.social
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JUST A LITTLE BIT

JUST A LITTLE BIT


If only it were possible
to see democracy surviving.
Even “just a little bit.”  
But, the loss of democracy is on the rise
in the United States,
around the world,
and even here in my beloved Canada.


The phrase “It wouldn’t happen here.”
has been spoken by people who voted for someone who told them what he would do
and when he began to do it, they came up with excuses.
And then more things happened that they didn’t think would happen 
and they made excuses.
And now??
When climate change and the threat of nuclear war are added to 
the rising hatred, violence, terrorism,
it’s not surprising that people are asking “Is any place safe these days?”


And the answer to that question?
Schools are not. 
Universities are not. 
Hospitals are not. 
Marathons are not. 
Sport events are not. 
Homes are not. 
Public events are not.
Streets are not.
Religious buildings are not. 
Government buildings are not. 
Shopping centres / malls are not.


Fear grows more and more as personal lives are dramatically impacted.
Intolerance spreads as “someone” must be the reason for prices going up, jobs being lost, hatred increases.
And the “us” and “them” language develops its own life.


When that happens, we forget that joy abounds
… weddings happen … lives are celebrated … babies are born … lives are extended because of medical intervention … children laugh and play … elders share their wisdom and experience
… musicians, photographers, dancers, painters, thespians, calligraphers, potters, weavers, chefs, gardeners, carpenters, fabric artists, knitters, landscape artists, writers and many others
continue to awaken the creative spirit, touch the soul and inspire the mind.

It’s understandable that when fear and negativity rise to the surface
decisions made by leaders focus our attention
on the death knell of life. 


If only it were possible to see democracy surviving.
Even “just a little bit.”  


My spirit grieves for the lives that have been lost,
the erosion of democracy,
the ways selfishness keeps us from changing our habits to protect this planet for future generations.

What can be done?
We can choose to see our world entering the death of the tomb.
Or we can choose to see our world entering the birth of the womb. 

I don’t want to give up.
I won’t say the world is doomed.   
I believe in possibility.
Perhaps a baby is being born this day
or a child is already born
who may conceive of a way to bring compassion out of this chaos
who may find a way to save this planet from climate devastation
who may find a way to motivate people to a world of kindness, compassion, love, community and hope.

May we not give away our ability to choose to face each tomorrow
with hopeful expectation/anticipation
… even if it is only “just a little bit.”


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Photo and Text: © June Maffin
@soulistryjune.bsky.social
https://soulistry.com/blog
www.facebook.com/groups/soulistry

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VALENTINE’S DAY – MERAKI

VALENTINE’S DAY – MERAKI

“Meraki.” [may-rah-kee] May today be a ‘MERAKI’ day. 🙂

Modern Greeks often use the word ‘meraki’ to describe “doing something with soul” … when you put something of yourself into whatever you’re doing.

Meraki is about creative, loving, soul-awakening acts. Whether preparing a meal … caring for a garden … creating something artistic … caring for someone who is ill, lonely, grieving, in pain … arranging a room … tangling … praying for a situation/person … whatever. If it’s done with soul, with passion, with love, then it’s ‘meraki’.

An ancient Chinese proverb offers a gentle reminder of ‘meraki’:
“If there is light in the soul, there will be beauty in the person.
If there is beauty in the person, there will be harmony in the house.
If there is harmony in the house, there will be order in the nation. If there is order in the nation, there will be peace in the world.”

This weekend in some parts of the world, some are sharing ‘light in the soul’ … ‘meraki’ … in acts of kindness, thoughtfulness, loving gestures/actions as they mark Valentine’s Day. Expressing ‘meraki’, they are letting another know that they are ‘hearted’ – loved’.

Sadly, while of this is happening, some are alone, receiving none of the above. They are lonely, isolated because of illness, weather, grief, hurt feelings, poverty, self-hatred, fear – oh the fear caused by politics, evil leaders, equally-evil minions.

This Valentine’s day of commercial love is anything but a day of soul, of joy, of love.
Where is the meraki?

If you are one of those people, my hope is, if only for a moment, you will consider yourself “hearted,” and loved, and receive my little cyber Zentangle® Valentine ‘heart.’ May you experience the love that went into its creation.

May this Valentine’s Day be a little brighter than it might otherwise have been, and bring a gentle flicker of light in your soul.

May the wise Chinese proverb come to fruition, so that there will be MERAKI
“light” in each soul
“beauty” in each person
“harmony” in each home
“order” in each nation
“peace in our hearts, countries, world.”

And may we “be each other’s strength”: https://soulistry.com/lets-be-each-others-strength

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P.S. If you’re into tangling and would like to have the step-out of my TuliLuv (upper right corner of the heart), just let me know. Happy to send the step out. 🙂

© June Maffin
@soulistryjune.bsky.social
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FEBRUARY: Imbolc – Candlemas – Groundhog Day and a Celtic Prayer

FEBRUARY: Imbolc – Candlemas – Groundhog Day and a Celtic Prayer

Another month begins … February 1st … and this year, it’s a day and month with a number of things to mark
… St. Brigid’s Day (more about her, below) 
… Imbolc/Imbolg, a Gaelic festival which celebrates the arrival in longer, warmer days and early signs of spring in some places
… Candlemas (the Presentation of Christ in the Temple)
…  Groundhog Day
… the beginning of Black History Month (well, after recent news events, it’s unlikely there will be any/much official mention of that.
… the anniversary of the abolition of slavery in the United States (1865) – that, too.
… the day the president of the U.S. imposed 25% tariffs on Canada and he and his minions inflicted even more frightening decisions on the American public.

Clearly, what is needed is some calm – some sense of hope – some reminder that joy, love, light are still here.

When I took this photo, I was reminded of a lovely Celtic prayer based on the Caim (Gaelic – meaning a ‘circling’ / ‘enfolding’) used by early Celtic Christians, based on a prayer found in the Gethsemane Chapel, Wells Cathedral, England.

Still used by those who value its benefits of ‘protection’ or ‘sanctuary’), I remembered St. Brigid – one of Ireland’s patron saints.  Presumed to have been an early Christian nun, abbess, and founder of several monasteries of nuns, it said that she often visited homes and farms to offer blessings of protection … “enfolding/circling” of homes and livestock.

This is the Celtic prayer known as the “Enfolding Prayer.”

“Encircle me this night with your presence.
Keep joy within.  Keep bitterness out.
Keep generosity within.  Keep greed out.
Keep love within.  Keep self-seeking out.
Keep light within.  Keep darkness out.”

I am praying this prayer each night and do a second verse … replacing “me” with specific focus: Americans, refugees, the world, etc..

May each of us do what we can to keep bitterness, greed, self-seeking, darkness “out” so that joy, generosity, love, and light may be kept “within”.

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© June Maffin
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GRATITUDE CHANGES EVERYTHING

GRATITUDE CHANGES EVERYTHING

It’s difficult to be grateful
~ when going through a difficult time personally;
~ when politics seem to occupy the attention of news and social media;
~ when phones become a barrier to conversations between parents and children, between friends and are even a safety hazard as people walk across streets texting, eyes focused down rather than up and looking around to make certain it is safe to cross the street;
~ when health issues are frightening and compounded by financial costs for the medical care;
~ when you believed what someone told you only to realize the words and promises were lies and you/your family/country will pay dearly for believing in that person.


But when gratitude fills our hearts and minds, it fills our souls
and we are changed.
How?

Look closely at the this lovely piece of art by calligrapher and teacher Gerry Jackson Kerdok.
When I saw this particular work of hers, it deeply touched my spirit.
Look at the creative interplay of the “U” and “D” which form the shape of a heart
… a gentle reminder of the importance of gratitude in our lives.


The artist – often overlooked, unappreciated, forgotten.
May we join in gratitude for the artists in our world
artists who can create magic
with pen and ink, watercolour or acrylic or oil, wood carving knife, video camera, cell phone camera, flowers, fabric, food, music, dance, digital camera, writing, drama
and the list goes on.

How impoverished our world would be without artists
and without the finest Artist of all – the Creator of the Universe.

When we express gratitude, we are changed. I

© June Maffin
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@soulistryjune.bsky.social

Calligraphy Artist: Gerry Jackson Kerdok (used with permission)
Her work has been shown in juried shows in North America, Europe and Russia.