Separate and dispassionate,
Rationally and consistently being,
Allowing and permitting repetition,
With no reactionary change.
Set a new intention outside of the pattern,
Freedom is found by invitation,
Be above and within to embrace change,
Denial only strengthens the challenge.
The hardest journey to walk
is the one that leads from within
to do is easy
to move is natural
to find love in everything is divine
Life was presented as a challenge,
rising with the ebbs and flows of joy
Love is always there to be sought,
no matter the slaps and pain,
no matter the rise and fall.
Allow others the opportunity to make amends
seek forgiveness for our own trespasses
Find the path with love, discomfort and no pain
for this life is a gift.
there is no more pure expression of self
belonging to ourselves first and foremost
who is chosen, matters as much the act
it can be an expression of self love
without loving the other side, it will be less
seeking the whole expression is beautiful
some have been taken without consent
it robs the self of identity and meaning
there is always a path to true love
I am beautiful
I am kind
I am a sensual creature
I deserve love
say it again, and out loud
Feel what’s there and notice what’s gone,
Release the past, release the old to let it all drift,
Buried under layers of emotions and sensations,
Separate what was from what is,
Buried in snow drifts,
Deep in the forest,
They float on,
As spirits without a home.
They never leave,
Watching and yearning,
Dreaming of a release,
They scratch at their cage.
Forsaken parts of ourselves,
Releasing them releases us.
Our reflections look at us,
With our own eyes.
Duality is a beautiful thing,
A reflection reveals itself to itself.
The light of consciousness envelops,
The dark of subconscious obscures,
There is always light to balance out the dark.
Within the darkness of ourselves,
Reside the ghosts of unfelt emotions & thoughts,
Who become stronger with time and repression.
Acceptance and love relaxes us into who we are,
Tension and denial will only turn ghosts into demons.
Sometimes things just happen,
Events have a certain way to unfold.
Our expressions are caught up in grander scheme;
They have influence and no real control.
The gap between our worlds is navigated with our narrative,
We live in one and are the other,
We all live in one and are the others.
Moving with currents of emotion,
New flows open up and guide us along,
Knowing when to resist the current is key.
Many different currents can carry us along,
Finding the right current is like gift,
It will change how you are.
When walking through the snow,
Tracks littered about in jittery patterns,
A gentle stillness slowly settles.
There is always a peace to be sought.
Moving through mud,
Finding a new way of being,
Pulling away from the habits of old,
Becoming a new version is a sticky process.