Sitting on my beige carpet,
Legs crossed, breathing steady.
I smile.
I smile with intention, love, understanding and peace.
Two Buddha faces, eyes closed, a soft smile, are facing me.
An Egyptian Goddess spreads her wings, looking off into the distance.
The ebb and flow of my apartment in this very moment is serene.
A warm, yet cool, Spring breeze dances through my window and penetrates my clothes.
My eyes slide across words, Words I will forever hold dear to my heart.
I light incense- a flame catches and I watch the yellow, the red, and the blue tango.
Something so simple, yet so powerful.
A flame, a fire, a burning desire.
Having never understood until now,
What a connection meant.
Clarity strikes, and I am joyous.
The sun is calling my name from the outside,
Nature is begging me to come play, and I will.
A few responsibilities must be complete, but then I will be barefoot in the gas,
Singing to the Gods,
I will be embraced by the universe and her remarkable warmth.
I will dance in your name,
I will sing towards your realm,
Will you hear me?
I bet you will hear me.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Spiritual and Matrix Twins
This read made me feel beyond enlightened. Everything seems to make sense now. I figured I'd share it :
http://www.twinflamesigns.com/twin-flame-relationships-2/twin-flame-awakening-spiritual-twin-and-matrix-twin
http://www.twinflamesigns.com/twin-flame-relationships-2/twin-flame-awakening-spiritual-twin-and-matrix-twin
Part Of Me
You are the breath in my lungs,
The passion in my soul,
The voice of reason in my head,
When I seem to lose control.
You are the goosebumps on my skin,
As the dawn of Spring sets in.
You are are the dreams of what's to come,
You are my smile, when time's rough.
We have become a part of each other,
A part of the Whole.
We are one with the universe,
Entagled are our souls.
So as I take steps,
To start my busy day.
I honor you, as part of me.
And pray that you will stay.
The passion in my soul,
The voice of reason in my head,
When I seem to lose control.
You are the goosebumps on my skin,
As the dawn of Spring sets in.
You are are the dreams of what's to come,
You are my smile, when time's rough.
We have become a part of each other,
A part of the Whole.
We are one with the universe,
Entagled are our souls.
So as I take steps,
To start my busy day.
I honor you, as part of me.
And pray that you will stay.
Monday, March 7, 2016
Six.
She wakes with a pounding in her skull.
Six hours over the course of three days is all it took.
Her jaw still tight, from subconsciously locking it in her sleep.
The sunlight peers through her window and she decides to cancel the first half of her day.
Typical some might say.
Words clutter her mind, she hears colors and feels time.
Time.
Six hours become a lifetime,
Six years become a moment, a blink of an eye.
She was told of the future,
Slightly altered by particular scenarios,
But a future at that.
Words were explored in depth,
Meanings came to light,
Reality began to set in.
This blonde haired girl, with emerald green eyes needed to Live.
She needed to live for the moment, the day, the week, the year.
All of this time she had just been going through the motions,
While she was stuck "living" in a dream of "what could have been"
She arches her neck and back in a deep stretch,
Feeling every inch of her naked body.
She holds her breath and counts to Six.
A new number,
She exhales.
Today she will walk.
Walk in the sunshine,
Walk with a purpose,
Walk while searching for a meaning!
She will find it in Herself,
She was her own worst enemy,
But eager to become her new best friend.
She must love herself in order to love others.
Her love for others has been a facade in the night,
For she never truly loved herself.
She will start with Six steps,
Six breaths,
Six positive thoughts a day.
Today she lets her life begin.
She begins to live for herself,
No one else.
Six hours over the course of three days is all it took.
Her jaw still tight, from subconsciously locking it in her sleep.
The sunlight peers through her window and she decides to cancel the first half of her day.
Typical some might say.
Words clutter her mind, she hears colors and feels time.
Time.
Six hours become a lifetime,
Six years become a moment, a blink of an eye.
She was told of the future,
Slightly altered by particular scenarios,
But a future at that.
Words were explored in depth,
Meanings came to light,
Reality began to set in.
This blonde haired girl, with emerald green eyes needed to Live.
She needed to live for the moment, the day, the week, the year.
All of this time she had just been going through the motions,
While she was stuck "living" in a dream of "what could have been"
She arches her neck and back in a deep stretch,
Feeling every inch of her naked body.
She holds her breath and counts to Six.
A new number,
She exhales.
Today she will walk.
Walk in the sunshine,
Walk with a purpose,
Walk while searching for a meaning!
She will find it in Herself,
She was her own worst enemy,
But eager to become her new best friend.
She must love herself in order to love others.
Her love for others has been a facade in the night,
For she never truly loved herself.
She will start with Six steps,
Six breaths,
Six positive thoughts a day.
Today she lets her life begin.
She begins to live for herself,
No one else.
Sunday, February 28, 2016
Between the lines
Where are you now that I need you?
Why have I pushed and punished you...
Myself...
For years?
Understanding is a gorgeous trait.
One that you are so beautifully dressed in,
So delicately balancing,
And so willingly giving.
I sit on a curb,
Cold cement pressed against my pelvic bones,
Elbows on my knees,
Staring at this tiny, shattered screen.
The sun is kissing me while I exhale negativity,
My leather jacket and leather combat boots capturing the heat as if the sun were going on vacation.
I focus on my deep breathing,
Deep,
Hollow,
Strong,
Yet gentle.
I will live for me,
For others have time and time again taken advantage of my kindness.
I can be cruel, I can be fierce,
But overall I am loving.
Too loving.
I love all things, all people, all beings...
To fault.
I lie with this façade,
A jester at my own masquerade ball.
Dancing, twirling, and never removing the mask,
For fear of breaking the mystique.
Half tempted to walk,
Find my way,
Head back home a few hours early.
That would only seal my fate in this chapter...
A chapter I am unsure of the outcome.
The more I love,
The more I live,
The more I breathe,
The more I welcome the next book,
The next lifetime.
Two nights ago I came near death,
I nearly accepted it,
But something pulled me out.
My time here is not done quite yet,
But it will be in a short time.
My heart pounds,
The wind blows,
I am stuck,
Between the lines.
Why have I pushed and punished you...
Myself...
For years?
Understanding is a gorgeous trait.
One that you are so beautifully dressed in,
So delicately balancing,
And so willingly giving.
I sit on a curb,
Cold cement pressed against my pelvic bones,
Elbows on my knees,
Staring at this tiny, shattered screen.
The sun is kissing me while I exhale negativity,
My leather jacket and leather combat boots capturing the heat as if the sun were going on vacation.
I focus on my deep breathing,
Deep,
Hollow,
Strong,
Yet gentle.
I will live for me,
For others have time and time again taken advantage of my kindness.
I can be cruel, I can be fierce,
But overall I am loving.
Too loving.
I love all things, all people, all beings...
To fault.
I lie with this façade,
A jester at my own masquerade ball.
Dancing, twirling, and never removing the mask,
For fear of breaking the mystique.
Half tempted to walk,
Find my way,
Head back home a few hours early.
That would only seal my fate in this chapter...
A chapter I am unsure of the outcome.
The more I love,
The more I live,
The more I breathe,
The more I welcome the next book,
The next lifetime.
Two nights ago I came near death,
I nearly accepted it,
But something pulled me out.
My time here is not done quite yet,
But it will be in a short time.
My heart pounds,
The wind blows,
I am stuck,
Between the lines.
Thursday, February 25, 2016
Born with a Curse
A pit in my stomach begins to form,
As words replay across my eyelids.
Words I've read for years ,
Words I've heard,
Words I've spoken...
Words I've kept tucked away in a beautiful little locket in the corner of my cluttered mind.
My heart begins to ache,
I fear the inevitable,
But it is what I deserve.
I was born into the life of a succubus.
Draining people's lives, from the love and passion they willingly give.
I was born with a curse,
Eyes set to kill,
A heart set to steal.
I dance with my memories,
Sing with my demons,
Make love to my hopes and dreams...
While accidentally, but knowingly stripping the comfort and confidence of another.
I will always whisper to the wind,
I will always look to the stars and fall in love with the winter moon.
I will always be one with the earth, and fall into her freeingly, warm embrace.
For connections cannot be broken,
They can only be pushed aside.
And I've accepted our demise.
As words replay across my eyelids.
Words I've read for years ,
Words I've heard,
Words I've spoken...
Words I've kept tucked away in a beautiful little locket in the corner of my cluttered mind.
My heart begins to ache,
I fear the inevitable,
But it is what I deserve.
I was born into the life of a succubus.
Draining people's lives, from the love and passion they willingly give.
I was born with a curse,
Eyes set to kill,
A heart set to steal.
I dance with my memories,
Sing with my demons,
Make love to my hopes and dreams...
While accidentally, but knowingly stripping the comfort and confidence of another.
I will always whisper to the wind,
I will always look to the stars and fall in love with the winter moon.
I will always be one with the earth, and fall into her freeingly, warm embrace.
For connections cannot be broken,
They can only be pushed aside.
And I've accepted our demise.
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