Laura Cordon

the snow came in and wiped the scene clean

a blank slate

no more mountains in the distance
except the distant past

the memories of what was there the previous mornings

just some branches are left
the ones where the birds were singing yesterday

today is different

let today be different

collect the memories that serve you,
that really actually serve you,
and let the rest go

break free

be free

learn to listen to the silence
behind your loud thoughts

there is something fruitful there
if you can learn to listen to the seed

if you can learn silence

but of course your thoughts are so loud
your memories so vibrant
that when you look out the blank window
you can still see the mountains in your mind

mountains louder than silence

clearer to you
than white light.

Sofia,
Belgrade,

mood: the shadow queen

I just thought I’d let you know that I have a podcast with recorded meditations and meditative talks (where I ramble on about presence and existence) it’s on all the podcast places.
It’s called Deeper Consciousness.

I also write a poem every Sunday and send it to the people subscribed to my email list. I guess I could say it’s about being more mindful, present, gentle and loving. But really it’s about what I’ve been reflecting on the past week.
It’s called Sunday Love Notes.

You can find links to these things on my website.

(also I think self-promoting is really awkward)