Lash Out, Be Divine

Lash out.
Unleash the divinity that resides within you.
Let your femininity allow your spirit to dance in ways she pleases.

Never stop.
Never question.
Just live endlessly in this moment.

Whether it be anxiety,
Lust,
Love...
Embrace it.

Chance it.
Without taking risks,
You never can reach your ultimate Divine.

You are beautiful and unbreakable.
Let the spring grass bend and be malleable underneath your toes.
Let the cool breeze of the ocean calm you.
Let the vastness of the desert leave you inquiring.

Just simply be.

Unravel and Drown

Because when we let go is when we can fully float into the unknown.

It's when we can allow the darkness that surrounds our being illuminate from our light... Because darling... we are light.

We are not physical beings,
We are souls temporarily attached to shells, to learn a lesson or two.

Unleash your potential by unraveling.
Unravel by letting go.
Just accept the beautifully high vibrations that the universe blesses you with.

A sensation at the edge of your very being.
Surrounding you,
Encompassing you like a cocoon
Warm,
But also freeing you,
Like the butterfly just spreading her wings for the first time.

Hear the silence,
Let it wash over you.
Absorb its beauty...
Its gentle embrace.

Just.
Open up...
And unravel to the cosmos.
Expose your naked soul to the unknown.
Drown in the beauty of it all.

The Four Agreements

Long overdue... I'm sorry I haven't read it sooner.

To live again

If I'm completely honest,
Part of me is lost.
She's gone with the wind...
A memory in the dark.

It's a flame  that once flickered,
Not smothered, but fed...
One that led me through the darkest nights,
Now gone.

I understand her reason,
Her timing,
Her need for sanity and clarity...

But wasn't it so beautiful to have once run wild?
Wasn't it so incredibly freeing to just express with no boundaries or limits?
Our wings, now clipped.
Only in hopes they can regrow.

I know the flame is not dead,
And that the energy thrives.
But is encapsulated in a glass coffin.
Until we dare to shatter it.

To live again.

Mood

Black Mirror: Episode 4

Silenced

When you have that fluttery feeling in your chest,
The bad kind... not the good.
Aching to unleash,
Aching to express...
But you are silenced.

Silenced by the fear of expressing too much,
For feeling unstable too often.

They say it's the silence that kills us anyway.

Tug of War

I feel like I'm at war.
At battle with myself?
Perhaps.
Or maybe something else.

Something from within my core, pulls...
Strains.
Pulling me away.
Or pushing me towards something.
I may be blinded by the cold war weather.

What is the universe trying to tell me?
My wings will spread either way.
Come with me,
Or maybe just let me go...

To get lost,
In this desert,
To dance alone in the sandstorm,
To get lost
In the sunset on the distant mountains.
In the warmth that drives me.

Something is pulling me West.
No qualms of leaving East.
No worries,  no cares.

Sometimes I beg...
Sometimes I plead...
To be taken from this tug of war,
And left inside my dreams.