Release what was to make room for what is
And welcome
What will be.
Release what was to make room for what is
And welcome
What will be.
One must release these ideas, these boundaries;
Just as one cannot measure love
One cannot measure the suffering of
Another soul.
And therein lies the division.
We think we can measure these words with Our eyes and minds,
Separating this soul from that
Further and further until we can no longer hear nor sense these intangible energies through the barriers.
Love and suffering. Beautifully human we are.
Listen. Listen deeper. Breathe and settle into depths unexplained.
Let go these hierarchical measurements and see the soul.
Black off the shoulder dress,
Patterned with little pink flowers.
My skin
Tan and sand brushed.
Last time I wore it was in Egypt.
A beautiful night, it was.
Clear and star filled.
I feel everything all at once when I look at.
Barefeet continued
Dancing long after they hurt.
Laughed and smiled so much;
People thought I was drunk.
It has a hole in it I never fixed,
I kept it anyway.
So there it hangs with a variety of other
Colorful memories.
Time to sew it up or let it go.
Not one to make
New Year’s Resolutions
She has always had
The resolve to
Let go of objects and people
Or
Start
Something new
On any given
Monday
The year throughout.
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Originally shared on 12/2015
We all know times flows and it
Goes
Fast when we want it slow,
And slow when we want it to move fast.
But it is true
Things will happen when they happen
And we will get there when we get there.
Without a clock time
Still somehow moves,
So do our hearts
And our very cells.
So just be grateful and stop your fretting
Because letting go of all that worry,
That Tick Tock hurry,
Will set you free.
Good or bad there we go again
Wrapping people In
Definitions so tight.
It’s a scary thought to just
Be,
Live undefined.
Love yourself enough to see your own reflection
Instead of others.
Take off the straight jacket.
Let it go.
I have loved you for too long.
I hold on.
I hold on.
I held on.
I let go.
I love you.
I fooled myself for I always
Hold on.
You must let go of
What could have been,
The “if”,
And
Love yourself anyway.