Currently Filling My Soul: Rumi’s Zero Circle

Yesterday, after too many nights of my youngest waking up every two hours, I began to unravel with exhaustion. Unable to fall back to sleep at 5 am, my mind began mining in some very negative territory. And then, in the morning before I began work, I found this poem. They were the right words at the right time. I hope they fill your soul too.

Zero Circle

by Rumi  (Version by Coleman Barks)

Be helpless, dumbfounded,

Unable to say yes or no.

Then a stretcher will come from grace to gather us up.

We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty.

If we say we can, we’re lying.

If we say No, we don’t see it,

That No will behead us

And shut tight our window onto spirit.

So let us rather not be sure of anything,

Besides ourselves, and only that, so

Miraculous beings come running to help.

Crazed, laying in a zero circle, mute,

We shall be saying finally,

With tremendous eloquence, Lead us.

When we have totally surrendered to that beauty,

We shall be a mighty kindness.


Filling my soul: the idea that if we let go and just be helpless without answers that “miraculous beings” will swoop in with stretchers and grace and come to our aid. We need only to be ourselves and only that.

What is currently filling your soul? What poem is resonating right now? Comment below or tweet me @charakingston



Currently Filling My Soul – Henry Miller’s Aim of Life

My mind can be a very busy place. When my mind becomes noisy and overloaded, I need a “go-to”, a thought, or manta that I can focus on. It helps me let go. It helps steady me. It helps quiet me down.

source: Pinterest (here but there is no origin to the post it seems…)

Filling my soul: this quote reminds me to take it all in, be in the now, and not worry about the outcome.

What about you? What are your go-to quotes? Or do you have a mantra that you recite to get you out of your head and bring you back to the present moment? Comment below. Or tweet me @charakingston

Filling My Soul: Fede and Pink

With a month of writing about feeling and feelings, my urge to just throw paint onto a canvas has been growing.

“I found I could say things with colour and shapes, that I couldn’t say any other way – things I had no words for.” – Georgia O’Keefe

I have been feeling like this:

This is Fede Saenz. This is watermelon juice dripping down your arm. This is a sweet pink kiss snuck in a movie theatre. This is a pink macarron you spent entirely too much on. This is anxious feelings of giddiness right before the roller coaster starts out of the gate. This is filling my soul.

Filling My Soul: the ocean, family, & chai tea

While you are reading this I am most likely drinking chai on my father’s deck overlooking the Pacific Ocean. (Ok. Lets be totally honest, I could also be drinking one of my dad’s killer margaritas or a big glass of red.) My family and I are on a must needed R&R trip to visit my dad in Southern California. My soul needs it. Really.

I digress.

When my father returned from a sabbatical to India in late nineties, he was pretty keen on chai tea. During a winter visit with him I recall a few nights huddled around his fireplace with a hot cup of chai. After this visit, chai became relegated to occasions where I met up with girlfriends at coffee shops and dessert houses. That changed recently when I came across a recipe for Spiced Chai Tea Concentrate mix on the blog A Wooden Nest. It quickly became a soulful go-to. And this year became my homemade holiday gift for friends and family given in Ball canning jars alongside some homemade granola.

photograph: Elise’s Kitchen

So…filling my soul right now is hanging with my family near the ocean drinking warm chai. Mmmm.

How about you? What is filling your soul right now? What is filling your belly?

Currently Filling My Soul: Smashing Stuff & Dancing in his Tighty Whiteys

This month at {so full} life, I am thinking/writing/discussing/marinating on feeling – just feeling what I am feeling because I am feeling it. And getting down with that whatever comes up – getting naked and rolling in the sheets with my pains and my joys, slam dancing with vulnerabilities, and having laughing fits with my fears.

When a tweet alerted me to this video, my ears, my eyes and my heart filled right up. This guys got some feelings and he is not afraid to share.

Filling My Soul: the line “To fall is connected to try”, the act of physically destroying from a place that is not anger but something much more complex and achey, and a boy dancing in his tighty whiteys always fills my soul. And that real time / slo-mo stuff is sick!

What is currently filling your soul?