Her Call

he was the answer
to her call
she was sure of it
no, she knew it.
then, quite systematically
he failed
he disappointed her
he behaved as men are never supposed to behave
he was unconcerned
inconsistent
and utterly unreliable.
she no longer took his calls
and she never bothered being sure about a man again.

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Cascading

cascading down down down
over rivers
lovers
stones
untouched
there is but one you
there is but one this
and isn’t it lovely?
isn’t it overwhelming?
isn’t it everything we could ever have hoped for?

cascading down down down
through shooting stars
through glorious insights
we are love
we keep returning to this place
this place that keeps our hearts attached
and our minds in the distance
it lets us remember why we are here
and what we are here for.

we are cascading
and it is the loveliest of all lovely experiences
to partake in.

-Heather Strang

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The Moon

the moon beamed
so brilliantly

so bright
as we wandered through gardens

through trees so tall they disappeared from sight
through fragrant grasses and flowers

the moon cradled us
in its ever loving arms

as we wound our way up
endless paths

amidst a forest of sorts
our laughter could be heard for miles

bellies full, hearts overflowing
the moon gave us love

and we, we gave it right back.

-Heather Strang

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Ode to Mother Earth

Smooth lines
Soft touches
The blossom of the cherry
Floats
Past windows
Past lives
Past a whole world
Effortlessly, it glides
Acting as though it knows
Exactly where it belongs
It lands
gently, on the wet asphalt
Waiting patiently for notice
for its lover
for another blossom
The world whips by
A woman on foot with a screaming child
A large yellow moving truck driven by two scruffy boys
A siren bellows out into the distance
All the while
The blossom sits
Taking it all in.

-Heather Strang

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About Words

Everything, it seems, is about words
The words used, and the words unused

The intention exists to share a kind word
But, nothing comes out – fear overtakes

And so, the moment passes
He lives on never knowing how much you cared

The words fly out in a fury
In a mad, crazed reaction to a hurt

Before you know it
Only silence exists, all from feeble words

Words matter, in fact, they make all the difference
Cover yours with love

Surrender them to the magic
In love, in kindness, in wonderment

In the glory of being here, of having this experience
With all the incredible people we are so truly gifted to meet

Words, they are our power
Use them carefully, very, very carefully.

-Heather Strang

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If Ever

If ever there was a nice guy
It is you
You with your deep voice
Your shining eyes
And your confidence
Making the world alright.

If ever there was a sweet soul
It is you
The kind words
The knowing
Combined with the gentleness of an angel –
You are a reprieve from the intensity of life.

If ever there was magic
It is undoubtedly you
White butterflies swirling around
The right people, showing up at the right time
Abundance and love making an entrance
Just when all seemed lost.

If ever there was sacredness
It is now
Now, in this glorious time of life
In the wonder of transformation
Doors closing and opening, randomly and in unison
The future unknown, all the while known, only to the soul.

-Heather Strang

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Alison

You are the perfect girl
Olive skin, blue eyes, model features

From the beginning you were the one
And I, I could never compare

Beautiful and sweet
Not obnoxious and awkward

You were everything I could never be
I blamed you, blamed them, but knew inside it was me

What a domestic tragedy
And now, 20 years have passed – look at you

Olive skin, sparkling green eyes and yes, those model features
Only now I see you, truly see you

The loveliness of your perfection
The sweetness, intelligance, radiance

No more jealousy,
Only honor, reverence

Of the beauty, of the perfection
that is you, my dear sister.

-Heather Strang

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Tulips

When did I stop believing?
Stop believing that life could be peachy
I don’t remember the moment, but it is here
now, in this quiet cafe sitting opposite you
with a pile of shoe-string fries and Heinz ketchup
When you say that thing you say
You know the one
The one where I am stupid and you, you are so much smarter
Suddenly, I am lost
I am no longer me
I am a reaction of who I have pretended to be
I know the rules, the tools, the way to appropriately handle this
The love needed to surround and dissipate this scenario
But, I cannot reach it
Awash with emotion, my appetite recedes
My throat closes, my arms cross
The fields of tulips cannot help me now
So I drive, far and long and hard
Until I am tired
I go where I always go when I don’t know where to go
– a bookstore
Flip through Vogue, read of SJP’s glamorous life
And then realize she is sort of crazy
It makes me drive back home to you
To remember all the grown-up words and love that I couldn’t access before
To whisper your name, stroke your hair and tell you the only thing worth knowing

I love you.

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I have missed several days due to a ridiculous work load and web site transition (yay WordPress!). I will extend my writing five extra days to make up for what I missed. This was inspired by a radio program I heard recently. I feel everyone would benefit from this. So much fun!

A letter to my 20 year old self:

Dear 20-year-old self,

First, please acknowledge that you are beautiful. Breathtakingly so. And, while this may shock you, you look roughly 10 pounds thinner than you imagine. Enjoy this. Please. Eat more dark chocolate and drink more red wine. When you are 80, you will wish you had done more of both and worried less about how you look.

You deserve to be treated with kindness and love. Please let go of anyone in your life that doesn’t practice this. And yes, thid means your mother, Jen, and all of the boys you could, and probably still will date from 20-28. Avoid the fisherman. Yes, he’s hot, but it’s not worth the heartache.

Follow your heart and let go of your head. Get out of corporate and continue to work for the non-profit for at least 2 more years. Go into the natural healthcare field afterwards. You are passionate about it and it will give you more creditability to write that big book. Oh, and skip the agent and the co-author. Both are more than you want to manage.

Marry him, but be okay with it ending. You are ultimately better off without . He’s important to your growth but will never change. Celebrate both the coming together and the splitting apart. Both are gifts. Don’t say you won’t date boys who play video games. You will. In fact you’ll fall in love with one. Let go of dating older men. Younger men are actually better for you.

Listen to that intuitive, but only with one ear. You know what is best for you more than anyone.

Most importantly, get up every morning, look in the mirror and say, “I love you.” You need to hear it more and if you start now, by the time you’re 25, you may actually believe it.

I love you. Seriously. Madly. Truly.

Have fun.

This is your life.

Be who you are.

And fuck everyone else who can’t handle. Well, don’t fuck them. But, you know what I mean.

xoMe

-Heather Strang

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