What a struggle to be me, sitting here so patiently waiting for a new train to come, the last one long gone, gone, gone… We need nothing, and yet there is longing; we want everything, and yet here it is: everything, sitting on some stone in my backyard. All alone, it has sat. Continue reading “To Be Me”
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The First Day
The day I sat and looked in the mirror I stared: I was looking at me. But it was not me that I saw. My pupils rounded, black trench coats preparing for summer rain my skin relaxed after the ebb and flow of the day I dared not move for there I swearContinue reading “The First Day”
The Same
I am everything; I am nothing. You are everything; You are nothing. So often we forget you and I are the same. Let the world open it’s front door, back porch, wind blown hair and feel the essence of Being. Let it be known that all associations and ideas are nothingContinue reading “The Same”
I, You, and Me
“There’s no need to play with my heart.” … I never realized just how badly you hurt me … But the beauty is that it is not “me” that you hurt. … I am human, a continuous self not stagnant, sitting on a shelf … I have learned and I have moved away from theContinue reading “I, You, and Me”
Interconnectedness
Me: I was tired of me being alone with a whole world to carry you were here are here, too– so when I see the clouds I see faces in the sky compassionate beings sprinkled like powdered sugar. We are all more than all equal we are all needed every last drop of the ocean must beContinue reading “Interconnectedness”
Reaching Joy 