How it Goes

I got some stuff to say.
Plain and simple
How i see it.
Where it comes From.

Where it comes From.
You know in there.
Just the right words,
At just the right time.

Now
Always before and after.
Where it comes From.

Reaching and holding
From where it comes from.

That we’re ok.
Whatever’s happened,
We’re here we understand
Together.

The Sun, Life, and You

Be full and at peace with the clouds and storms.
Embrace and be elevated by the light and warmth from the sun.
It shines on all of us, occasionally.
May it charge you to do great things, continuously.
Know that it reaches you even when you can’t see it.
Know that it is in you, even when you can’t feel it.
Storms come and go. And, we have a tendency to perceive the sun as absent when skys are grey.
Yet, we know the sun shines, constantly; that it’s there beyond the clouds.
Consider too that it is we who move away from and back towards the sun.
It’s not leaving us as it sets; not coming up and to us as it rises.
We revolve around the sun.
Be thankful.

Now. What is the negative story you carry from your childhood?
Is there a story you have in mind as to why you are not the fullest version of yourself? Why you’ll never realize your dreams?
There are excuses we give ourselves that keep us around our “Need Line”.
Most settle, yet life is wired for gain and abundance; progress.

One may argue that it takes as much energy holding ourselves back as it does letting go and allowing ourselves to become great; more full of Life; more successful.

Go to your pain. Go to your negative stories. Say goodbye. And, give yourself permission to grow into the person you want to become.

Off My Chest

I don’t-like
To do as I’m told.
There. I said it.
I don’t fit your mold.

Good luck with your thing.
It’s just not for me.
I’m not made for your box,
How you’d like me to be.

Yes, I can’t do it;
Just-don’t want-to.
Let’s leave it there.
I’m done. We’re through.

Pure Gold

Out of the box,
A brand new mold.
First of its kind;
absolute Gold.

Reality shifts.
Word spreads fast.
No way to know
How long it will last.

Will it take hold?
How could it not?
The collective buys in;
everyone’s caught.

It brings heightened awareness;
Call-it a-mind-bomb.
Higher consciousness.
Greater calm.

Peace comes with it.
Hate fades away.
A new take on life
That’s here to stay.

Beyond 20-20

We must-all understand
That life is shared.
I wish everyone knew-this
And that everyone cared.

It’s amazing and simple,
What we-have, all-around.
Yet most are blind,
And can’t see what I’ve found.

Like a dream where you stare,
But can’t make it out.
It never comes clear.
You’re just left with doubt.

You-just couldn’t see it
As hard as you tried.
I can’t help but think,
Those who’ve taught us have lied.

So, most are raised,
But never grow;
Stuck with a focus,
They can’t let go.

Holding on;
Ironic and sad.
Never knowing
What they had.

Self absorbed;
The world of, Poor Me.
Never finding
The right way to see.