The trouble is… you think you were meant to be understood (poem)

The trouble is ….. you think you were meant to be understood, you were only meant to be felt You think you have a position in relation to something, you don’t You are everything, everything is you you think permanence exists, security exists, stability exists………they don’t exist You think there are words that can capture… Read More The trouble is… you think you were meant to be understood (poem)

The thing you are embarrassed to admit you love, and dream about all the time ….that’s your soul mission.

“Every form of refuge has it’s price.” -Lyin’ Eyes, Eagles “The more real you become, the more unreal the world becomes.” – John Lennon Never apologize for what you are.  I want you in all your weirdness and all your FREAK.  I want to be challenged in every single interaction I have with you, because… Read More The thing you are embarrassed to admit you love, and dream about all the time ….that’s your soul mission.

Letter to my newborn nephew- Welcome to Earth. You’re here to show us the magical, eternal love that only your DNA has. You’re going to experience hell, heaven, and everything in between here.

Dear _________, You chose a hell of a planet to incarnate on, thanks for coming, because we need all the help we can get.   You’re a warrior for choosing to come here and anchor down your frequency and awaken hearts around you. It hurts my heart thinking about the pain that you’re going to have… Read More Letter to my newborn nephew- Welcome to Earth. You’re here to show us the magical, eternal love that only your DNA has. You’re going to experience hell, heaven, and everything in between here.

Teach me to play the heart the way you do, I’ve never felt it opened that way before (poem)

Now I see it crystal clear, I’ve dissipated the fear, closing the gap,   from being a sap to knowing my power,   like an iron tower I walk with God,     no need for a prod the heart want’s me dead,  I walk to my execution gladly, I’m on mission, for attrition, from my self and… Read More Teach me to play the heart the way you do, I’ve never felt it opened that way before (poem)