3.27.2011

to my freedom


if i let go, i may fly

if i release, i may breathe

if i relax, i may be free


our magic



i am but a shoulder for you to lean on.
you are but a friend, there for my support.
we are but just two people, proud to stand side by side.
our differences create strength.

together we are magic.


3.26.2011

weary are the travelers

this tear that slips from my eye
eyelids unable to contain it
my soul seeps through these pores
crying sorrows buried too deep within
i hide them

like a game of hide and seek
yet no seeker shall solve this game
not one, but one special person
to unlock this unlockable lock

weary are the travelers
set upon this journey
not a mission most wish to take

i stand
i lay
i wait


3.19.2011

Lioness


love the stillness

- crave the peace - joy from sorrow - freedom in your words - kindness of a touch - slip of a smile - peace through silence - diversity in our hearts - alone but together - work with what is - energy throughout - plain as cotton candy - hyped admiration - connect through grace - warmth of a shoulder - play with the light - silence is a blessing - sleeps of a dreamer - stars on the ground - feel that feeling - inspiration of the winds - my peace, your peace - dare to face - still and patient - singing from the soul - calmness in the motion -
sanity of youth - feverish desires - safe in your presence - vibe to your beats - rhythm of your being - smile echoed back at me - crisp gratitude - spread the love and be - dance on the momentum of the feeling - cast your smiles - friendship of strangers - trust the will - face the emotion - feel the truth - caress the thought - take the prize - jump into the passion - changed hearts, open minds - blast for the connection - hidden truths - soft respect - jelly content - speak the feeling - engage the other -

words of truth


3.16.2011

why i am me



My eyes are beautiful because there is
warmth behind them.
My smile is gorgeous because I spread
kindness from it.
My heart is full because I am
open to share it.


Overcoming Our Fears


My biggest challenge in life is;

Being understood.

My biggest fear in life is;
Being good enough.

My biggest goal in life is;
Quieting my brain.


3.15.2011


excitement.





3.14.2011

choices

feeling hurt
sad and alone
these feelings do not pass
only subside for a time
to resurface in a time of weakness

but i am not weak
i am not feeble
i am strong
stronger than you think

just because i choose not to remember all the terrible things
does not mean they never happened
i choose to forget
i choose to be happy

3.09.2011

My Moon



you are my moon, i am your star



3.03.2011

i strangled myself with my words

as i write my feelings down upon this page, i experience a tingle of excitement. the thoughts that blossomed from a single feeling, a single experience is exciting. i have unlocked a vault filled with all my secrets; some i willingly share, others i don't even trust myself to know. my fear of judgment keeps me from being open. if we're all hurting, then are we all trying to find each others faults so as to not make our own look so bad or out of place? if i advert attention onto you, then no one is paying attention to me. if i cut you down first, then you look like the fool. i'm not a fool, i was quicker.

but does cutting someone else down really make us feel better?
do i get a sense of pride when i make you look foolish for what you think or believe?
have i accomplished anything or made our story move on?
really all i did was make you feel embarrassed, uncomfortable and/or mad. then you come back at me to make things even. it's a way for your ego to feel it has regained control of the situation. it feels threatened so it defends itself. because realistically our interaction is all about who is in charge, who is the captain or boss. if i'm the boss then i'm right and that makes you wrong.
right about what?
why do we need to be right?
does it make us smarter? stronger? better?
aren't we all just humans on a ride we call life?
what really is life? is it being born, growing up, experiencing some stuff and then dying?
or is it the movement of energy? when i interact with someone or something i share and trade energy. some things with higher vibrations share more fluidly. are we all not here but to have impacts on each other and realize all we hold dear and the very possession we prize is all but a farce, a distraction.
when we pass on, what do we take with us? NOTHING! we don't even take our bodies. everything we cherished, hoarded and greedily clung to have no meaning. it will not make you better, stronger, happier.

so if things are not important, then what is?
obviously my thoughts and judgments are but distractions. we find comforts in pretty things, expensive things, fast things but the true perfection is how we view ourselves.
am i kind?
am i giving?
am i loving?
do i give back to this earth as much as it has given me?
all our possessions are constructed from natural forming life, things we can't create. we are not super humans and in our quest for greatness we're stepping on all the "life" that has gotten us to where we are now. we used to build out of necessity. i need a safe, dry place to sleep at night, so my family and i built ourselves a log house. i need nutrients to feed my body to survive so i take a deer for meat and it's skin for warmth. i use all the animal has to offer and thank the animal for it's life.

our world, so excessive and bland that not even the newest of toy after a few months can keep us entertained and happy. NEW. MORE. EXPENSIVE. UNIQUE...lazy. selfish.expectant.greedy.

we are so weak that we can't even find comfort in ourselves. i need someone else in my life and then i'll be happy. oh that wasn't the right person, it was fun at first but holy are they selfish! this next person, they're going to be the one! i feel it with every fiber of my soul. we're married, two kids. oh wait...they don't go out of their way for me anymore, they never listen to me, i'm bored, they don't look at me the same way anymore, don't they care about my feelings? divorced.over.the next one, that'll be it. i'll find it in the next one...
never happy with what we have. the work i'd take to make it work and fix the communication would be too hard. no thank you, i'll pass. i'll just start over and this time it'll be different, i can feel it!

stop expecting others to change and watch how the people around you react and change with it. sometimes we have to be willing to let someone go, to release that energy and make room for something closer and stronger with them. when we release our need to fix them and their problems, we release our death grip on them, allowing them to see us in our true form, not one of control and meddling. i appreciate you care, just let me make my own mistakes.
sometimes our fear for that person is the exact thing that pushes them away and closer to the things we're scared of.
be careful for i want you in my life!

3.01.2011

what is a smile?

what is a smile but a mouth full of teeth? Our reason and desire behind the action hold the true beauty. I smile because i am happy.

then where does the happiness come from?

the natural beauty of this universe and the fruits it provides. happiness is but a state of mind. we trick our over thinking brains into believing this emotion. an emotional muscle vibrates as it intensifies. i feel stronger the more emotional i get; a sense of bliss and weightlessness.

i'm not even real.


MIne.

i can't talk about what's really bothering me. i just talk about things i've already over thought. too many thoughts. all jumbled and bumbled in my brain. one unrecognizable from the next. might as well just set them all on fire and be done with it. i could use the ashes for confetti, for a celebration of my freedom. a mischievous grin spreads across my face. how funny it is that i get pleasure from self sabotage, from feeling that my thoughts are so value-less and unappreciated?


-what is a thought but a moment of awe. the awe of pulling an idea or a sentence from thin air, placing it in our mouth and calling it our own.-


we're unique. my thought, my idea...better than yours.
you fool.

A Poem

peasant lips
deepest regrets
I thought we laughed
I thought we had

desires binding
hopes finding
your tears unseen
cries unheard

alone
awake
alone.