Cannot break time into
The smallest bit
So we live in all of it
At the very same time;
Past present and future
Flowing
At once in my mind.
Cannot break time into
The smallest bit
So we live in all of it
At the very same time;
Past present and future
Flowing
At once in my mind.
Dragging my feet as I leave the house this morning,
Feeling heavy and
Dreary.
My eyes met with a cotton candy sky,
Blue and pink and white delight before me.
Looking to the heavens and beyond,
Now,
Settling back into my skin a new day begins.
A new day begins.
Each morning awakening brings a bonus day.
I shift my body;
A moment to adjust myself, my mind, my heart.
I shall live in abundant love,
Grateful awareness.
Begin again from here.
So many
Break their own heart, mind and
Bones to fit in a box
Just to feel loved,
While their soul
Is free
Coaxing and loving them still,
“Come with me come with me.”
My lovely friend,
Step outside
And howl at the moon
If you need to.
Stop holding back.
Stop fighting what every single
Cell in your creation is
Calling you to be.
To love
To dance
To sing
To run
To lie by the ocean
And fill yourself with the power
Of rolling thunder.
Your soul knows.
Your heart knows.
Set yourself free
And your mind will follow.
In the sweet embrace of all of you,
There you will be complete
And you will find
Universes yet to be
Explored.
*originally published march, 2014 @choleintodiamonds*
May 12,2018
I have been on a journey
To get a light infusion.
You see all this
Is just an illusion;
The body,
The words
Merely confusing the mind.
Leaving us
Believing the clock
Harnesses time,
That it is all on
One line.
Mixed up emotions.
Thinking we are strange.
Making man made concoctions
Keeping us sleepy and disturbed.
The
Dull ache;
Chasing loneliness.
Feigning sanity, insanity and all
That is in between.
It is all relative but some refuse to see beyond.
Walking on a tightrope listening
To the echoes of the tick and the tock.
Frozen in fear. Frozen in shock.
Forgetting all the life they have got.
Gratitude gifts latitude.
Awareness creates limitless possibilities.
End of the line.
I met my divine nature;
The truth glaring at me.
A reflection
In a puddle of mud.
I stomp on the ground sending
Ripples through time,
The grit sticking to my heels
Making my steps heavier than
I thought possible.
My mind now stuck,
Held in unmoving animation.
Sucked into a substance
Soft and cement,
Oxygen creating suction
Strong.
Sweat trickles down into
The ground,
Pouring out
A
Liquidation
Of all I ever believed.
For weeks on end I feel like a storm.
I want to laugh
But i want to cry.
I want to scream but i do not
Wish to be heard.
And my head hurts.
It won’t stop talking to me,
Correcting me.
I get side swiped.
Knocked over.
Blind sided.
Sucked into the old patterns in my brain,
(You are Not good enough)
I try to catch the thoughts before they get organized enough to seize it all.
I cannot speak.
Noises explode in my brain.
Over stimulated and agitated.
Even my beloved music is turned off for the day.
The animals pile on me.
They know i need a different kind of warmth,
One the sun cannot provide.
I am in need of a different kind of symphony
To soothe my heart and head,
My breath, my senses;
My laughter.
A coo of insanity.
And my gut gets knotted
And the tears try to break free
(How stupid you must be)
I have to find me.
I used to run and hide when people hurt me.
I gave away my power without a second thought.
I used to give them my tears and time.
I am learning to turn around
Gently.
To forgive and honor the soul of each heart and mind.
To give more tears and time
To joy.
To see beauty in both dreams and reality.
I am learning they too are afraid,
They just show it in a different way.
Read a poem.
Read it again
And again.
Leave it be
And return.
Keep reading,
Immersing yourself in each verse.
Pondering.
A sequence of thoughts pulling
You into
A
Myriad of emotions.
Seeing something more.
Feeling something more.
Every time you come back to the words
They seem to have grown
In depth and width.
Unending rhythms creating a
Cosmic beat within your heart
And mind.
Expanding creation,
Human metamorphosis.
Wake up.
Your heart and mind are not made of stone.
If you think you are always right,
You are wrong.