Circles and cycles
Each part has its place
Puzzling to no end
No holding on to bad edges
Goodness lies in allowance
Create space for momentum
Denying truth is forceful tension
Don’t let it build and distort
Just accept and let go
Let go
Waiting
Not every opportunity should be realized,
Not every relationship should work,
Trying to force it creates a tension,
Ultimately leading to an unhealthy dynamic,
If it’s meant to work, it shouldn’t feel like work,
If it’s worth it, you’ll feel worth it,
Don’t settle for being treated less than you deserve.
Chronic pain, relief
Push against the visitor,
It’s constant appearance unwelcome,
Returning in expected moments,
Greet it and know that it will leave,
Each visit dismisses it again,
Don’t give the expected reaction,
Lessen the connection with the unwanted,
Know that it will drift away.
Death dancing
The curtain is rich and deep,
Hiding the gears and works behind.
The players on stage taking action,
Flowing for love, loss, triumph and tragedy.
All given meaning by the stage,
Never knowing the audience watching.
The wall between a veil of exploration,
Creating space that the curtain takes.
Knowing that the curtain will fall,
Gives the players reason to be,
To create light before the dark.
Forgiveness
My energy was changed by what happened,
I was affected in a way I didn’t understand,
Hurt and changed in a way I couldn’t process.
I am strong now to see it through,
I accept what is and what was,
I can transcend this effect to heal myself.
The cycle has been observed,
The repetitions of the trauma recognized,
The shadow self is angry and hurt no more.
The true self has recognized the memories,
Trapped beneath the surface of my reality,
I am what will be and become what is.
Resistance to change
It’s never going to be perfect,
It’s not going to all make sense at once,
It drags, it pulls,
The habit of what was.
Free to be
Eyes front,
Body below,
Feet backwards,
Spirit above.
Free to connect with the energy beyond,
Carrying it into the world around,
A rainbow of emotion and sensation,
Pain is just a teacher.
Love what is possible,
Delight in what’s real,
Accept through humility,
Shine with pride.
Habits
they have a momentumÂ
good ones build to great things
bad ones lead to strifeÂ
select the best ones for a good lifeÂ
Storms
Boom, crack, hiss …
the surface is washed
branches are broken
pathways are cleared
connections are destroyed
new growth blossoms afterwards .
New
I am beautiful
I am kind
I am a sensual creature
I deserve love
say it again, and out loud
Healing
soft, slow, subtleÂ
The pain drains awayÂ
sense is absentÂ
sensation is everywhereÂ
sometimes it is too muchÂ
It all will end, with faith
Righting the ship
Moments of rest and recovery arise,
They find us in moments of confusion.
Drifting through life can be missed,
Is the aim is to flow, first we must let go.
There cannot be creation without destruction,
A willingness to yang is needed to yin,
The sweeter the yin, the deeper the yang.
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