Author: Mardi Storm

I AM DONE (An Ode to Quitting)

I AM DONE (An Ode to Quitting) I am done with this I’m finished, I’m through. I have had enough I’m moving on. I am ending this relationship, friendship, acquaintance. I quit this club, I retract my pledge I am leaving this place vacating this premises dropping off the key Forgetting this town. I’m dumping my belongings I don’t need them, I am done. I am quitting this platform ...
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Being in the Unknown with Family

Our construction plans screech to a halt, everything changing under our feet like the desert sand. Stop, drop, sit, wait, watch. More going on. We knew we had to get out here to fully understand the situation and what the need may be. Living close to family, living on family land, and sharing a house and every meal with family are all different things. We were prepared there would be hard work. Mo...
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Ten Thousand Feet Up

Ten thousand feet up Walking along an alpine stream warm to touch. Heaviness like a blanket, no relief the further I walk. Trees weep with open sores My spirits sink. Witnessing the suffering of the forest of spruce, lodgepole pines, The sorrow of an entire ecosystem failing. Bright growth along the stream, life would go on. The warming days threaten fish but not all the flowers....
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Give Me A Farmer

Give me a farmer, who knows the labor of love it takes to grow nourishment Over a silk-pillowed kirtan-chanting spiritual seeker; Give me someone who plants her feet in the dirt to feel the power of the earth, held by cosmic energies above, beaming rays of glorious light into her soul Over a sweat shop yoga room with tight booties working on a better self image; Give me a tender of animals...
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Being with Changing Times

Chaos happens. It feels like we're amidst uncertain times. How do we ride this wave of change? Is the Sonoma County blaze, which ravaged our cities and countryside last month, leaving so much disaster in its wake, a freak accident? Or is it the herald of big changes underfoot, as unusual climactic conditions portend things to come? How do we be with all the not knowing? How do we be with disaster...
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Beginning the New Year with Listening

Many New Year Blessings!! I admit it's been a little challenging to write this, at a time of a lot of change in my own life. I felt being honest here was more in integrity than just saying "Happy Holidays" and moving on. The holidays didn't go at the tempo I prefer. Instead, I found myself working on my school assignments right through the holidays, which goes against every fiber of my being...
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Feeling Raw & Keeping Afloat

We all have different feelings coming up at this really pivotal moment in our nation's history. The full range of feelings are being expressed over Facebook and in the news. There are those who are elated, and those who are crushed. I know many more who are struggling with what just happened, and the former don't need support at the moment. So for those who are struggling, I want to take a few min...
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Facing Grief (Repost from the Sonoma Gazette)

An article originally published under "Letters" in the Sonoma Gazette, September 2016 edition. Facing Grief My heart goes out to all those affected by recent tragedies, notably the recent car accidents taking lives. It is the ultimate heart break when one of our loved ones dies. How can we be with all this sorrow? In our culture, grieving is challenging, as the tendency is to go unconscious, num...
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Feeling from the Depths of Our Hearts (Repost from Sonoma Gazette)

Original article can be viewed at the Sonoma Gazette, August 2016 edition Feeling from the Depths of our Hearts by Mardi Storm  My heart goes out to all those suffering from tragedy right now. Its a lot to process and reactions are strong, including anger and hate. What can we do to truly help change the situation we all now face? Its closer than you might think. Violence is often...
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In the Time Between Worlds

This is my favorite time of year, when the air grows crisp, the nights cool, and change is palpable. It feels like magic in the air, the trees have been whispering all night, and the moon seems more eerie with rippling clouds passing over. I get charged up with electricity but at the same time I turn my attentions inwards, wanting to nest more, be home, read, be creative. The irony is, the ...
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