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Alone

I need to be alone with my pain. Hold it all in, never speak of my shame. Shut others out – my default behaviour. Alarmed aloneness is all too familiar. I need to be alone with my thoughts. Too risky to share, riddled with doubts. Learning to trust, starts with myself. How can I ever…
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Purposeful

Painful to see how compulsively I’ve driven myself, mercilessly. Sadness in knowing, allow gradual titration, from depths of despair, a positive disintegration. Squeezing myself through the eye of a needle. Stretched far too thin, a torture unimaginable. Like wearing a mask while perpetually juggling. Too many balls in the air, always compartmentalizing. Trying to maintain…
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Om So Hum

Meditate in the early morning, Greet the day as the sun is dawning. Welcome all possibilities appearing As light in the darkness, simply being. Meditation, practiced daily, Builds connection compassionately. Expansiveness, holding space lovingly, Fully trusting, surrender completely. Meditating late in the evening, Put down the day before retiring. Let go of thoughts, no controlling.…
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An Invitation

Accept invitations on offer each day. See all opportunities that come your way. Countless possibilities get lost in the fray. Walk the walk, not all talk! Choose to do as you say. Observe invitations as magical choices. A chance to look closer, explore, and get curious. Costly to carry on, eyes closed, oblivious. Blind to…
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Vision

Awakening to existing in a universe of feelings. Shedding leaves of protection to find softness at the core. Waking to the awareness of a fresh new way of being. Built in safety and love, with joy, freely breathing. Awake to all that’s present, the nuanced, deeper meaning. Alive to energetic spirit, calmly moving within. Living…
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Begin

A record of progress, Deep work being done. Not a measure of success, No prize to be won. Only the glory of knowing It’s all written down. Words to come back to, A reference of my own. A journal of sorts, A memoir in the making. For future generations, Prevent history repeating. 🌻
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I’ve got this!

I’m proud of you! So kindly meant. Sweet simple words, truly a compliment. But my mind’s on alert, to me it’s confusing – as foreign language it’s without meaning. Why would you say that? It wasn’t invited. What’s your intent? Vigilantly guarded. Still on my mind many hours later. Pin pricks of doubt what were…
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Imperfect

If all you see is the best of me then how can I show up imperfectly? 🌻

