
What if all along
She was never wrong
For wanting more,
For leaving the shore
And choosing to dive deeper,
For longing to see herself whole
Despite the forces that collude
And collide and control
©Ashley Castle Barnes

What if the good outweighs the bad,
What if her feelings are not just a fad?
What if she has it within her to see,
What if knows there is more she can be?
©Ashley Castle Barnes

In what uncertain times
And misdirections
Does her heart find itself
Wanting more
Seeking out the light
Only to find that darkness
Is often more forgiving
©Ashley Barnes

The yearning we feel for something more doesn’t mean we don’t appreciate what we have.
That were not grateful or can’t be satisfied.
It means, deep in our hearts, we know there is something we haven’t touched yet.
Some feeling, some space deep inside.
Some action or awareness still just out of reach.
Some person, place, or thing we’ve yet to see with our own eyes or touch with our own hands.
Our soul feels it. It knows.
It’s not a lacking, it’s a knowing.
A deep intuition that more is in store for us.
How is a desire for more showing up for you today?

Often the only thing standing in our way, is us.
Not because we don’t want to succeed.
Not because we don’t want more and better for ourselves.
But because we don’t know what to do next.
We can’t see the path forward.
But the little voice inside still calls us to move.
Where can I support you today in moving mountains?

What deep inner stirrings
Are rising up
And, if not caught early
And treated with tenderness,
Like a cloud of dust
Disperse into nothingness
Her own stirred up dust
Ready to settle
Into something more

The Angels remind us that exploration —the willingness to look outside ourselves to do, be, and see more — is the heart of being alive.
The final day of vacation holds a sadness
a knowing that the hermit life created for a time must end
that all the sandy remnants washed upon the shore
which once housed life
now provide enjoyment for collectors
as their broken parts begin to renourish the shoreline
as your broken parts started to renourish while on temporary retreat
Yet the wholeness is still fleeting
as soon as the water washes upon the shore
it just as quickly recedes
and even an extended solitary stay
cannot stop the feeling
of slipping away
And so the melancholy pervades
even as the others play and walk the beach
in quiet confidence of more time
More time –
It’s what you always want
no matter the endeavor
More time to hug your children
More time to finish your work
More time to stay still
More –
Nothing is ever enough
Why can’t the blessed moments in life be enough
without wanting more?
Each moment is encapsulated in the now, past and
future are no longer or not yet real
More implies lack, and looking out at this expanse
you know you want for nothing
except for More
Each shell you collected is real today but gone tomorrow
and you still want More
Each day a gift, never to be received again
and yet you sit, melancholy on the sand
counting the hours until you must part
rather than counting the waves, the shells,
the single grains of sand that could fill up
an entire lifetime of More
Waves, shells, sand
they know everything comes to an end
transition is the only way to sustain life
they share their wisdom
for those who are open to hear
those who dare to turn their backs on More
SpiritLed 2014