Tag: surrender
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Reconciliation
I’m done with holding this anger and pain; It’s sucking me dry, exhausting to maintain inner levels of fury, outer facade of calm; reaching critical mass, causing me harm. And yet … I keep holding it up for all to see. Claiming moral high ground, seeking sympathy. Loosing sight of meaning, muddled up in my…
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Surrender
Am I strong enough to surrender, Knowing what I resist will persist? Embrace the overwhelming fear that I might cease to exist. What if I’m strong enough to surrender, Wholeheartedly embrace the grief? Let it move through me, knowing on the other side lies peace. My inner child surrendered, Let me hold her in my…
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How to be …
Lead with the body not with the head. Be 100% present to all that is said. Listen intently, follow the thread. Trust in the process, forge a new path ahead. Make friends with your life, play your trump card. Find your tribe, and love them hard. Hold them close, in high regard. Trust it’s safe…
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Surrender
Drop into the body, move through the freeze. Let the rhythm take you to find release. Does the body move energy? The mind thinks it knows. Let energy move, the body swept up in the flow. Expand past the body, as one with spirit. Above and beyond, the skies the limit. Breathe in compassion, the…
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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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At the window
Stood at the window, Forehead pressed against glass. Watching and waiting, Unaware of time past. Stood still at the window, Eyes staring, misted glass. Hot breath obscures visibility as headlights drive passed. Statuesque at the window, Nose cold against glass. Slow shallow inhale, Heart beat painfully fast. Stiffen, silent at the window, Listening for tyres…
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Learning to Feel: An Intro
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? I wanted discomfort, opportunities for growth. You challenged me like no other until I broke. I’m still so fragile, a vulnerable fledgling. Never tested my wings, please don’t push me out the nest yet… I have so many doubts. To trust is too risky. No one feels…
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Snippets:#1
I’ve been so busy no time to write. So here’s some snippets of thought that arise. My body feels broken, nerves jangled and frayed. Existentially in crisis, emotionally disarrayed. No rest for the wicked, merciless forward drive. Impulsively overcommitting, self-sabotage to survive. After times of expansion, contraction arises. To rest feels unfamiliar, but nourishment is…
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Home
Longing for wholeness, Perpetual seeking, Never ceasing, Till truth is faced. The Sun and the Moon, In daily rotation, Disintegrate separation, Wholeheartedly embrace. One and the same, Unique, yet divided In suffering, united By shared humanity. Home is the ocean welcoming the wave who thought itself to be lost at sea. As if that were…
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Just Ask!
May I share something with you? Do you mind if I speak? May I hug you? May I hold you? Just ask! What do you seek? Do you care if I’m near you? Is my presence too much? How close can you tolerate? Violation destroys trust. It’s an honour to sit with you, Witnessing laughter…
To The Core 