I choose
this kind love.
These stars in the trees
beyond the river’s glowing fog.
This heaven that slips through
the layers of my humanity.
Life
is precious
to the whispering
deep ones.
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How beautiful,
to discover the stars
one precious night
at a time.
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Pieces of You
There is a darling softness
here in the heart.
A softness that holds my love for you
and all the times your smile
held me in safety.
I will miss you, always,
in the quiet.
My heart has grown into
so many pieces
of you.
I will always be
the divine love
that is
us.
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Quietly Contemplating
I’m an explosion of heart. Tender and soft, especially of late. Quietly contemplating, missing the people I love, whispering a subtle question to the world of nothing around me.
Where am I going, and who am I? So much of me has become new. It is a sure sign that there is no fixed identity, as much as we cling to who we think we are and tell our stories until well beyond their used by date.
I nurse a quiet hope in my heart that, someday, I will have crossed a bridge between not knowing and finally knowing life and its meaning.
Life is a journey, this much I know.
Life is a teacher, of this I am also certain.
This understanding is, in itself, a beautiful thing.
Can I let go fully, though, and allow life to happen effortlessly, and without a care?
I ask the small voice of my heart, and she smiles in response.
I know nothing of what that smile means.
Not yet, anyway.
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A Little While
There is silence
where the gaps are.
Weeping holes
in a persons soul, for life,
or just,
perhaps,
for a little while.
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In The Gentle Woods
It is the depths that call me here.
It is the silence
and the bells
of yesterdays wish.
Let there be now.
Let there be this walk alone
in the gentle woods.
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Pure Bliss
It is a softness that becomes me, and I am gone.
Lately I am understanding more and more about this mysterious creative force that takes me, and yet, truly, I understand nothing. I know it uses me in ways I cannot comprehend. I know it takes my body and dances me.
Makes me write, makes me draw, makes me love.
It is Devine.
It moves within me, like the wind.
I saw the new Avatar movie, recently. It made me smile, because I recognised me. A girl who feels the world, who knows the earth, who breathes its song.
I suffer greatly for my sensitivity, at times, but it is also my greatest gift. My sweetest home.
To create is to live a life of pure bliss.
I cherish this soft, sweet wind.
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Healing Pieces
They were tears like rain. The sort of rain that brings your soul to life as you feel it hard and cold on your skin. Refreshing. Beautiful and nourishing, were those plentiful tears of mine.
I was meditating. It was early afternoon and the baby was sleeping. I’d set the intention to heal my heart, and to clear whatever stuck energy might be blocking me from achieving my highest purpose in life.
I still don’t know what the exact blockages were/are.
But I know that by the end of the meditation, I understood why several of the most heartbreaking things that have happened in my life had to happen. And that they had to happen so that not only I would grow in love, but also, so that others might grow in love, too.
Isn’t that the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard? Firstly that this sort of divine intelligence lies within the very skin we wear. But also, that even the bad things in life serve their specific purposes for the good of universal evolution.
Of course, I could have been making it all up.
Of course I could have been.
But the tears that smashed down my neck and the knowing smile that lit my whole being told me otherwise.
We are a tapestry. Not one of us leaves the quilt without touching another.
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Love and Pizza
I firmly assure you.
Love
is all
there is.
Stop mucking around
and get on with it, world.
The pizza tastes better, there.
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