A love poem

I love that I am different. I love that I have a desire to learn. I love that I try new things. I love how much I've grown. I love that I care. I love that I push through the hard times. I love my smile. I love my eyes. I love my nose. I love my determination. I love my strength. I love my freedom. I love my desire to create. I love making other people smile. I love to challenge myself. I love my open-mindedness. I love my boldness. I love my legs. I love my hair. I love my balanced lifestyle. I love my spirit. I love my warmth. I love my kindness. I love my ability to see beauty in the small insignificant things. I love to dream. I love to play. I love to laugh. I love to enjoy. I love comfort.
 I love simplicity. 

 Love me for me and I'd love to do the same for you in return.

If we love everyone the same, we'll all be happy.

I wrote this awhile back when I was in a dark place and I couldn't see the light. I wrote it to remind myself of all the things that were good and what I had to feel proud of. Take the time to reflect about all the things you love about yourself, be kind and don't try to explain why, just write it down because it's true!

 Love yourself, 

everything about you!

xxoxx

a forgotten consciousness

Dearest Day,

The ink that no longer runs from the pen, held in the hand of my young naivety. Too scared to write down any feeling or emotion as I no longer feel it will never pass. Gone are the days of my unknowing youth, here I stand on the cusp of everything beyond. 

To begin this never ending journey of self discovery; the only difference is I understand what it means. I know I will never truly know, I know it will always heal, I know it will always grow and I know it will never stop.  I guess I hesitate to put my words down so permanently, as tomorrow my brand new thoughts may contradict these and thus I will feel stupid. What a silly fear. I am fearful what I do tomorrow may not be an improvement on today, so I do nothing. Nothing seems better than something wrong, yet who is my judge? An invisible entity, created to monitor my behaviors; A conscious if you will. Yet it seems backwards, to care so much about what others don't even notice. I take my journey for my own, but I still fall into deception that others know what they're talking about and that it matters. We're all exhausting ourselves trying to be unique, yet no such thing exists as we're all part of a bigger. 

I've been spending a lot of time distracting myself, afraid of what thoughts will lead to. Seems like I'm giving in to the stronger evil, who want to keep us terrified and asleep; Although I believe in love, in light and in health. I am strong because I believe that I am. Truly without a doubt and honestly to myself, I know it to be true. I know my own strength, i know we all do. Yet we suffer the same fate as others, overloaded, overexposed and drained - to the point of just doing to get by, just doing by memory, by habit.- We forget this life given to us is for means of pleasure, experience and knowledge. The knowledge is not something I truly understand yet, I am unsure of what enlightenment we are working towards. Just to get back to our consciousness before we fell? But then what? What comes after that? Is there a real purpose or is this all just to get by? Do we need a purpose?

 We are our saviors, our angels, our future. 

to age with a blink

to close ones eyes on youth
to open anew as aged
the time appeared as if of nowhere
have i dreamt?

to look ahead,
to understand how precious this time
no regrets,
or look-backs,
or fails

all brings about your unique journey
never to shame upon lessons
never to doubt ones inner strength
to flow to your rhythm
that beat that is only you

that place where fear does not exist
nor hate,
nor pain.
because we choose to look at all as
positive,
as engaging & awakening 

to man's own selfishness
no bother but for thyself
alas to care what might be in their heads
you create your own truth,
your own lies.

so turn to face that mirror
look upon yourself with pride
bring back that smile to your lips
and tell yourself how much you love I 

keep working

you have to work at happiness

-thank you my brother-