I look around me,
And I see so much Sadness.
I look around me,
And I see so much joy.
I look around in crowded places
I look at all the empty faces,
Continue reading “Empty Faces”
Hi Dear Readers (Or what’s left of my readers due to my inconsistency lately),
Wherever you all are in this world, whether you are reading this or not, I am sending you all my love, warm wishes and good thoughts and I hope that they reach you and give you a moment of joy and make you feel loved and valued…because you really are.
Now, for those of you who are reading it, I will need your help in this. All my love, my warm wishes and all my good thoughts can’t really reach you if you don’t answer the door to receive it. In the last paragraph, I will tell you how you can help, but first I have to make sure that you know that there really is love at your doorstep.
I loosen my grip
Over things, I called mine,
For whatever is really mine
Will never leave my side,
And that which is not
Has to leave so it can find
It’s true place in the world,
And creat room in mine
For things that truly belong.
Continue reading “30 Day Emotional Detox – Day 9 -10 Loosen The Grip”
A lot of love.
That comes from
Continue reading “30 Day Emotional Detox – Day 8. Discovering What I Want”
Thank you! Thank You to all one thousand and one of you!
Noises of life have replaced the sounds of the night, the ticking of watch and swishing of the wind drowned out by the cars passing by, their honking, people talking, someone’s playing music, dogs barking, and that sound of construction. It’s an up and coming area, if you listen carefully during any time of the day, you can hear the sound of ongoing construction.
When the heart is slit open
Love drips like blood
Thick warm drops or red
Trickle down the chest and it’s painful.
It’s as if the air around you turns dense and heavy
Too heavy to carry, It starts to bend you, exhaust you,
But it’s not all in the air, you feel it in your body
There is a vacuum in your gut, in your chest
Trying to swallow you inside out,
It hurts physically, at the back of your eyes
In your throat, in your chest
And somewhere else
Somewhere inside you
Or maybe outside you
But the pain is so real
Yet you can’t point to a part of your body
And say “There, that’s where it hurts.“ Continue reading “So You Smile”
Not a neophyte anymore,
I have been around for a while.
My eyes are deep for they have seen life,
They have seen the storms and the sunrise.
When you are stuck in the storm
Without a sailor or a soul to guide, you realize
You alone and on your own are enough,
And after a few storms I figured
I never needed anyone for the ride. Continue reading “Someone For The Sunrise”