Monthly Archives: May 2019

One

Standard

There are people who remind you of the past not to heal

But to keep the hate alive because if they keep Us divided with constant reminders that we Should hate each other, they keep the power.

When we release these old beliefs they lose Power over us,

Over thoughts,

Over preconceived notion’s,

Over ties that bind and where we put our energy.

To keep us on repeat,

To keep us hardened and separate feeds the Drama and feeds the illusion that we cannot move past the past,

But we can.

We can learn to love more.

It is in our mind set and our hearts when we are ready.

For all of this is a choice we make every Morning as we rise to open new doors,

To toil the soil,

To plant, grow and tend to new seeds in this garden.

We can create anew every single moment

With love.

Advertisements

Remember

Standard

Daddy’s crying

Momma’s lying

What am I supposed to do?

My little heart is searching

For a simple smile or two.

My little hands can’t fix it,

That’s what band aides

Usually do.

………………….

Just Remember

Come November

Whatever has come and gone,

This little girl

Loved

Her Momma and Daddy

All along.

………………..

The gun was fired.

Momma’s tired.

Daddy doesn’t know what went wrong.

Seems they thought they were all grown up

When they were only playing house

All along.

Fill in a  couple of bullet holes.

Pretend they are all gone.

We’ll keep singing your pretty song.

Daddy holds on to the past,

Momma’s drinking makes it last.

Once the gun was smoking

We were left holding

Illusions in the air.

…………..

Come November

Just remember

*originally published December 2013

Choleintodiamonds

Flow

Standard

Become stillness as all given of you

In

Love

Flows through you.

No reciprocation

Desired from anyone.

Therefore,

You

Are free

And

As what you give flows unencumbered

The receivers are

Free as well.

And you continue to be

Free flowing in stillness.

Never a need to refill for you are

Never empty,

Never full.

Free flowing through atoms and cells.

Love.

Never

Standard

And I never want to

Hurt like that again

So

I have been fearful,

So very afraid.

One step

And I hesitate, my feet placed lightly

As I hold my breath before

Pressing forward completely;

And wait.

Eyes wide open,

Telling my tears to stay tucked away,

To wait.

Wait a little longer.

It is not in my head nor irrational

For those things did happen leaving bruises on heart on skin,

Not happening merely once or twice.

Over and over.

In psyche I go deep.

Begin once again.

One step forward and breath.

Wait and observe, Listen and feel.

Muscles coiled around heart ready to retreat.

Consciously release tension;

Release grip on self.

Exhaustion sets in every muscle.

Stopping. Resting.

Replenish heart and mind

And begin again

With tomorrow’s sunrise.

Beauty and joy seep into depths slowly and lovingly

Replacing anxiety.

Sweet dreams start to outnumber nightmares.

Ever so tenderly reanimating hope.

Revive.

Roots and Bugs

Standard

It is a wonderful thing

To throw the windows open in spring

And look upon the world.

I stand still and welcome the air

Come

Saturate my skin.

Better yet

The morning dew is winking at me

And the smell of fresh cut grass is teasing me.

“ Come play, come play”

They say

Knowing precisely how to lift my spirits,

So out i go.

And my mind eases

And i forget my troubles as i settled my tired Bones

Amongst the roots, bugs and soil.

Lifting my gaze to the sky

And closing my eyes,

Humming softly to myself

I am free.