“… so this is for us.
This is for us who sing, write, dance, act, study, run and love
and this is for doing it even if no one will ever know
because the beauty is in the act of doing it.
Not what it can lead to.
This is for the times I lose myself while writing, singing, playing
and no one is around and they will never know
but I will forever remember
and that shines brighter than any praise or fame or glory I will ever have,
and this is for you who write or play or read or sing
by yourself with the light off and door closed
when the world is asleep and the stars are aligned
and maybe no one will ever hear it
or read your words
or know your thoughts
but it doesn’t make it less glorious.
It makes it ethereal. Mysterious.
For it belongs to you and whatever God or spirit you believe in
and only you can decide how much it meant
and will forever mean
and other people will experience it too
Through your spirit. Through the way you talk.
Through the way you walk and love and laugh and care
and I never meant to write this long
but what I want to say is:
Don’t try to present your art by making other people read or hear or see or touch it; make them feel it. Wear your art like your heart on your sleeve and keep it alive by making people feel a little better. Feel a little lighter. Create art in order for yourself to become yourself
and let your very existence be your song, your poem, your story.
Let your very identity be your book.
Let the way people say your name sound like the sweetest melody.
So go create. Take photographs in the wood, run alone in the rain and sing your heart out high up on a mountain
where no one will ever hear
and your very existence will be the most hypnotising scar.
Make your life be your art
and you will never be forgotten.”
~ Charlotte Eriksson
Here we are on Retreat. The rain has come in and blanketed us in a cool misty silence during the night. We feel a long way away from the outside world right now.
Today we’ll be doing incredible things, deep soul work, major shift…
…while the outside world moves on, oblivious to the magic happening here.
And that’s okay. This is work we are doing for ourselves. It was never meant for a public audience. I want to encourage you to keep working on what matters to you and what gives you joy too. I want you to embrace that yearning in your heart or the idea that won’t let go.
Do it for yourself.
It will make the world better anyway.
Much love, Nicole ❤ xx
5 thoughts on “Rain and Deep Soul Work”
So very beautiful and profound 🌹❤️
That poem is beautiful, I feel it and I am it . I have rediscovered poetry , writing …me and it feels good even if one wants to listen . Have a lovely retreat and hello agin Nicole .
Wow…I love that, thanks Nicole. “Beauty is in the act of doing it. Not what it can lead to” and your description of the rain and the photos of the flowers…just so beautiful.
I love the pictures. I can almost smell the perfume from the yellow/orange/pink rose. Beautiful.
Glad you’ve got rain down your way. Love. Mxx
Oh so nice indeed, so moving and so lovely