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Yes You Can

So many people believe they have no power as an individual to change the world, but yes we do. It is simply the thought that we have no power that disempowers us, nothing else. (And the matrix of society intentionally feeds us the idea that we don’t, consequently when we accept it, we don’t.)

When we each embrace our own inner power to create the world WE want, we will be come the collective that does.

The image is a quote from my fiction story, The Turquoise Heart.


© Susan L Hart, HartInspirations.com

Speak Your Inner Truth

Speak, whether it is simply using your voice, or through the written word. Try as much as possible to make your words positive ones, because words are seeds.

Speak about life, its essence, its beauty, your loves, your passion for it all, your ideas and inventions. Our world needs more creativity, and when we share it with others, we inspire each other. It builds.

Speak about the values that you believe lend integrity to life, that build the moral fiber of society, the higher ideals of philosophers. No dream is too lofty. We really need more big lofty dreams right now, because dreams when embraced passionately have this curious way of manifesting.

Speak to protect the innocent, for they do not have the experience to know when they are being preyed upon, or the wherewithal to protect themselves. We who do know better have a responsibility to protect them.

Most of all, simply speak your inner truth. Give yourself time to really get in touch with it. You know more than you think you do.


“The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.”
~ Coco Chanel


© Susan L Hart 2025 / Subscribe

Eternal Comings and Goings


Soul Mate

Eternal surprise,
all the hellos and goodbyes,
right there in your eyes.


The Trip

We arrive
with no luggage
and leave with
none too,
so why do we
spend a lifetime
accumulating
mere things?

To prop up
our egos,
and relieve
our boredom,
to salve our
hurts, and
impress the
neighbors.

Within the
glorious potential
of the soul’s
quest, we lay
waste to what
could have been
for the next
new toy.

The kids
fight over the
treasures
left behind
by their parents,
thinking that the
having is some
kind of victory.

But the wounds
inflicted in the
fight for more
are baggage of
a different kind,
ones that can
cross over if we
don’t take care.

Traveling light
and loving well
are the real
accomplishments,
and as big as
they are, they
pack small
for the leaving.


I will finish with a humorous note. Imagine if we could take our stuff with us, and then bring it back again in another life? What a mess that would be! We’d each need a locker in the in-between, and after our period of contemplation, claim our stuff to take back. *groan* There are so many permutations to this, I am weary just entertaining the thought. So many questions, so little time… Wishing you a wonderful day. 🙂

© 2025 Susan L Hart. All poems are from Soul Journey: The Poetry of Life

Find my writing for our human future at my Substack: humanitysfuture.substack.com

Sorry, I’m on the phone


Window

All day long I see
people looking down at phones,
what a boring view!

Please, let me see a
whisper of what makes you tick,
your eyes, and your smile.

There are many ways
to set a trap; this one is
brilliant in concept.

What is to become
of humans, and these days I
wonder if they care?

And how would I know?
They say the window to the
soul is in the eyes.

So many eyes now
slaves to a tiny window,
captured by a screen.

Look up, please look up,
I want to connect with what
is real and human.

But do you?


Am I lost, or are they? I just don’t get it, all that time glued to a phone. Perhaps I am a relic, someone who does not belong in this “modern world”. Or, perhaps I am a lifeline, so some people can realize there is more to life than that world within the little window. Maybe we’re all feeling a little lost these days, in this crazy mixed up world, and they are looking for answers there. I would say to those ones who might feel lost, let up some on the time spent there, and start looking within yourself.


Here’s the thing. There is some valuable stuff to be found on our phones, so they have their place, but there is a lot that isn’t, too. While our minds are constantly absorbed by someone else’s ideas, we do not have time for that most important of activities. IMAGINATION

I suggest that the power of imagination is one of the important tools that will release us from the suffering and the control on this planet right now. How much time are you spending on imagining what could be, rather than reading about the problems in the world on your phone? They (the ones currently running things in society) want to make us feel powerless, when nothing could be farther from the truth. However, we have to start imagining our own idea of what a good life and society look like, and create a new future for ourselves. Together.


A quote by Albert Einstein, apparently from an interview that was published in The Saturday Evening Post:

“I believe in intuitions and inspirations. I sometimes feel that I am right. I do not know that I am. When two expeditions of scientists, financed by the Royal Academy, went forth to test my theory of relativity, I was convinced that their conclusions would tally with my hypothesis. I was not surprised when the eclipse of May 29, 1919, confirmed my intuitions. I would have been surprised if I had been wrong.”

“Then you trust more to your imagination than to your knowledge?”

“I am enough of the artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.”


© Susan L Hart 2025 / “Window” is from Humanity’s Lament: Poetry for Our Times

Together

We are bound together by our humanity, and we make sense of life through our stories. Life is mysterious, scary, wonderful, big – replete with challenges, stumbling blocks, triumphs, sorrow and joy – and we feel a deep need to put it into words. As Maya Angelou said, “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you”.

When the person hearing our story looks in our eyes and nods, we feel that we are coming home, we are understood, the challenges are surmountable, and it will all be alright. We find delight, solace and strength in our shared humanity, and our stories.

© Susan L Hart 2025