It was a busy intersection in bustling mid-day traffic and I’d just pulled up to a right-turn yield sign, ready to slide myself into traffic when there was a break in the flow. I glanced to the right and saw a young Black man with a shopping cart full of belongings, waiting to cross to the island on the other side of me. He saw me look at him – I think I smiled – and he pointed to the island – he was asking if he could go ahead and cross in front of me. I smiled and pointed to the island, too, and raised my eyebrows and nodded my head – indicating that he was good to go. He nodded his head at me and crossed in front of me – trusting me – and we gave each other a “have a good day” wave.
And I know this seems like just a litte thing, but I can’t tell you what it meant to me that this young man trusted his life to me as he crossed in front of my car.
That’s how communities function, isn’t it? We’re all trusting each other with our very lives – every day of every month of every year that we’re out there, moving amongst each other.
Dear young friend, I remember thinking my life was over at your age when he no longer loved me I couldn’t imagine how I’d go on how it would be what the future would hold for me I thought I’d never find anyone else who would love me like he had I imagined going through life alone without love, without connection, without a family or home of my own
I wanted to die
And now here I am forty years later and so grateful that relationship didn’t last because I wouldn’t have what I have now – my family, my home, my career – if that first relationship hadn’t crashed and all the time between then and today all the distance traveled all the lessons learned has made me see what a laughably small part that relationship held in my life or my heart
dare to live dare to move on and see all the magic life holds yet for thee as long as YOU can love you have a reason to be -Karen Molenaar Terrell
This moment you’re living and breathing, loving and wondering and being. Take note of this. Mark it on your calendar with a grateful kiss. “This moment I lived and breathed and loved and was.” Because. I could. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
So let’s say we knew, for instance, that our world was heading towards its doom. Let’s say, for instance, that a superpower had invaded, unprovoked, a neighboring country and was pulling other nations into a world war. Let’s say that a tyrant had somehow managed to build a following and get himself into power in our own country, and, after losing a legitimate election, was doing everything he could – criminal, illegal, dishonest things – to get himself back into power. Let’s say that there were more guns than people in this country (120.5 for every100 people, let’s say) and that it didn’t look like our country’s leaders were going to try to get control of that any time soon. Let’s say that more than 311,000 students had experienced gun violence in schools since Columbine. Let’s say that plastics, fossil fuel consumption, overuse, misuse, and abuse was destroying our oceans, land and air. Let’s say that even the basic right to have control over our own bodies was being threatened. Let’s say there was talk of Civil War. Let’s say things looked like complete crap here.
What then? Would we give up? Would we just resign ourselves to our collective fate and spend our time here shivering in fear, waiting for death, holed up in our hidey holes? Or… would we use our time here to try to find solutions? Would we view every new day as another chance to love and be kind and to make a new friend and make something beautiful?
not what’s now, nor what’s ahead – not what’s past, nor what I may dread – not what I’ve gained or what I’ve shed; nor what’s living or what’s dead; neither the foot, nor the head; neither what follows, nor what led; neither what’s read, or said – alpha or zed – separates me from the All that is Good and mine to claim -Karen Molenaar Terrell
(This is a piece of another poem that I re-worked to turn into something new.)
feel the almighty presence of Love enveloping you in strong Father-arms in a gentle Mother-embrace protecting, holding you close and dear
hear the voice of Life in your ear – laughing with joy, singing in sweet harmony conducting all of infinity in a symphony of never-ending celebration
see all of infinite creation within the murmuration of Mind – moving at His will never outside the One – Source of all movement and animation
smell and taste the fragrance of Soul’s creation pure and clean and kind, healthy and whole – the Word of Truth sustaining, nourishing, maintaining all that is good and true for you and all. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
“O taste and see that the Lord is good!” (Psalms 34:8)
Really, Karen? Did you really think everyone who knew you would like you? And did you really think there was something wrong with you if they didn’t? P’shaw. Get over yourself. People’s lives don’t revolve around you and what you said and what you did and what you thought. For God’s sake, move on, woman! -Karen Molenaar Terrell
What is this choice I’m making? Why this stubborn resistance when I know I can reach out to Love and find her right now, right here? What keeps me from doing that? What keeps me from drawing near to my Mother-Father – to what’s dear to me?
Nothing can separate me from Love – not stubborn resistance or mortal mind’s push and shove or incessant insistence of its own power and ego.
Love is here, I know – tenderly enfolding me in Her arms even as I type and no foe – neither a mortal life, nor death; nor what’s now, nor what’s ahead – not what’s past, nor what I dread – nor what’s high or in the deepest bed; neither the foot, nor the head; nor feeling a lack of food, or overfed; neither what follows, nor what led; neither what’s read, or said – alpha or zed – separates me from the All that is Good and mine to claim right now. -Karen Molenaar Terrell
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. -Romans 8:38-39
the instinct is to fold in on myself hide away in a dark corner somewhere away from the cacophony and the bells and whistles – in a quiet padded lair away from worry, stress, and care just close the door to my closet and pray a silent prayer hoping to feel hope again hoping to find stillness in the din to find a place where we can all win and find peace -Karen Molenaar Terrell