Poetry Minisode - "Ebb & Flow" | Sam Horton

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In this BRAND NEW mini-episode of Soul Led Creative Women, Sam Horton reads an original poem taken from a personal reflective creative moment of her every day life.

This one is titled "Ebb & Flow"

And asks the question:
Where in your life are you being called to soften, to retreat, and trust the quiet space in between?

Sam says: This poetic episode explores the sacred rhythm of ebb and flow in life, creativity, and spirit. A gentle invitation to embrace rest, trust the in-between, and remember that stillness holds its own kind of power.

Take care,
Sam x

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Ep 46: Ebb & Flow

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Hey, Sam here. This is a bonus mini episode featuring one of my substack poems. this episode is only a few minutes long, but I hope it brightens your day in some way. So this poem speaks to the sacred rhythm of life, uh, creativity. And oneself, and it's a gentle reminder that we're not machines built only for action and output, but we are living beings meant to move through seasons of rising and retreating and resting. This poem honors the often overlooked wisdom of rest, of pausing of vanishing.

Not out of weakness, but of necessity. The imagery of vanishing, like the summer sun, or even the tide receding, reminds us that even in moments of stillness, we are not absent. We're gathering, becoming quietly, preparing for [00:01:00] what's next. It's also a reclamation of slowness. So an honoring of the quiet stirrings of creativity that don't always roar, but that whisper to us.

Instead. It's a reflection, of the natural contrast in life, um, and our experiences, you know, from chasing the fire and the flood and this really high energy To learning to trust the subtle rhythm rhythms of spirit and inner knowing, and a more, low energy, inward energy.

This poem invites you to embrace the ebb as deeply as the flow To know your worth in the hush and to trust that what feels like a pause is often sacred. Preparation in this space, we remember that healing, inspiration and wholeness often arrive not in the noise, but in the quiet it now for the poem.

Enjoy[00:02:00]

ebb and flow. There are days and seasons when I vanish, I fold into stillness like the summer sun. In all its glory disappearing beneath the horizon. Not gone, just hidden. Gathering. Creativity doesn't always arrive in a blaze of brilliance. Bold, hungry energy. Ready to devour. Ready to burst like fat overstuffed, fireworks, missiled onto the canvas.

Sometimes it hums soft in the belly of silence, a murmur of maybe before the bloom. Small steps instead of leaps, quiet and faint, slowly stirring. I have learned to honor the in-between. When nothing is finished and nothing has begun, only the quiet knowing that there is more to come. [00:03:00] I used to fight the ebb fear, the hush between heartbeats, crave the flood, the fire, the rush of doing.

But now I listen to the subtle pull of spirit, the lunar rhythm of my heart and soul. What leaves me makes space for what longs to arrive. I am not broken. I am tidal worthy, even in retreat whole, even in Hush. So I rest in the mystery. Open palmed. Open-hearted, a vessel for the beauty of flow. 

 Hey, Sam here. 

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