How many thoughts and beliefs do you have because you were told what to think without question?
Do not fear the root of your fear itself.
Question yourself in stillness and in that stillness
Listen to the reply.
Trust yourself for you are always love.
Trust peace for it is always love.
Hello Milky Way.
I have been longing to see you again.
These city lights,
They block your luminosity
And leave me stumbling to find my way.
I struggle to find direction
Without stars to guide me.
Artificial radiance shines bright like a beacon
Until you get close enough to
Realize their lack of heat within.
I close my eyes and begin again,
Having faith in my own intuition.
I know the truth.
We know the truth.
The stars are ever steady
With brilliance true.
You child,
You
Are worthy of great things.
As is everyone.
Stop hanging on so stubbornly
To the ledge of unworthiness
And let yourself free fall into
All that you are.
Trust yourself.
Dive into your true form and you will
See you
Are free to fly after all;
So
Glorious.
I cherish a sunburnt country for the red dirt did
Cradle and heal my spirit.
I have felt the enduring passion of my English garden
And I forever keep the
Mountains of the far north in my soul.
I have felt the caress of oceans from east to west in my heart.
The southern sun has kissed my skin with hope.
They have all given what I need in moments,
In those times when I did not know what I was in search of.
I love them all and owe them everything;
I am owned by none.
I rise each day and journey on in trust.
These
Great
Designs.
They often
Do not make sense
Until we look behind.
Trust the journey.
Trust yourself.
Paying quiet attention to the innuendo,
She feels the incorporeal.
She is a watcher.
And she waits.
Trust given too kindly has returned to haunt her.
Becoming an
Agonizing
Ache
So
Very,
Very
Deep.
So she listens.
She watches.
She waits.
Chole Into Diamonds 