Inspirational Poems By Nichola Johnson

Nichola Johnson

Time is not the measurement of passing
Rather the caldron of possibility
Resisting the urges
We wait
We listen
We feel
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Today, as I began my day, I felt a weight, a worry, an uncertainty. There is much afoot in the world. I am reminded of the innate intelligence of the ‘Trimurti’ in Hinduism. Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva are collectively known as the Trimurti representing the Creator, Preserver and Destroyer.  I am reminded that out of perceived chaos much is born anew.
So the question really comes down to trust. Do I trust the universe to remember this truth?  Can I sit in the spaciousness of the unknown? And, for a woman of action, what is my piece in the process?
One of my fruitful practices over the last years is my ‘Trust Journal.’  I have made a habit of recording the multitude of occurrences when the dissolution of a relationship, situation, or other, results in a wholly new paradigm which I had not imagined. In truth, the Trust Journal illustrates that when I have surrendered to dissolution and placed my attention on spaciousness of possibility for creation beyond my understanding, brilliant and extraordinary things happen.
That is not to say I relinquish all personal fiat. It is simply that I hold my urge for an early response.  Time is not the measurement of passing, rather the caldron of possibility,
resisting the urge, I wait, I listen and I feel. And then I initiate action in accordance with the deeper truth of reality.
So right now, amidst the chaos of the world, I wait, I listen and I feel. May you be blessed on this day. 🩵

Tribute to Pope Francis

Forgiving World Leaders

Cruel world leaders?  It’s not anything new.  Throughout history mankind has been led by self-serving, power hungry world leaders who have put their desires above the needs of those they lead.  Wars, poverty and suffering in many forms are created by singular individuals or small groups who have used their power for their own selfish gains.