Today I choose to not be small

My love, Today I choose not to be small. I choose to unfold all the little parts of me that desire to stretch and come alive. My choosing does not mean you have to step aside, or make yourself small instead. No, my love. I’m asking you to stand beside me, with your arms open and your eyes clear. You see, me choosing not to be small has nothing to do with you. It doesn’t mean you’re wrong, too much, too little, or holding me back. Though you did so in the past. I guess I scared you. With this big heart, high amplitude emotions and a way of feeling deep. But you know, the world doesn’t need me to…

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(Poem #20) The Books You Devoured

Leaving it all behind worries, sorrows, and doubts Letting your soul fly beyond the vast skies Allowing the unfolding of mysteries and stories That you never read in the books you devoured The movies you saw Or what they told you life would be like Holding the pencil and the eraser You are the biggest artist of them all.

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(Poem #19) Today I Choose

today I choose to live

Today I choose to bow my head from respect instead of ignorance, as I acknowledge all that is happening as an opportunity for growth, even if it’s unpleasant. Today I choose pain over suffering, as it is my choice to hold on to whatever hurts me – or to feel and let go. Today I choose to dance and sing, as it frees me more than it scares me. Today I choose to be gentle and soft with myself, as I realize it’s my responsibility to take care of me. Today I choose courage over fear, as walking the unknown path is more exciting than sitting still in a safe haven. Today I choose love over hate, as opening my…

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(Poem #18) You There in the Mirror

You there in the mirror

Hey you, you there in the mirror, Reflecting me in all my facets. Sparkling painfully bright, Hurting my eyes And my heart. And yes, it cracks further open Allowing more light But casting darker shadows I didn’t see before. Hey you, you there in the mirror, My own reflection Or your own person reminding me Of all the flaws and perfection But most of all: The courage that it takes to be alive This neverending alchemistic process Of turning anything into gold. It’s true. Everything can turn into gold, and gold can turn into anything. Let’s celebrate the pain and the joy The bliss and despair But most of all acknowledge that courage To take another step, To tumble down…

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Poem #17: It’s Okay – Today

Hey love, It’s okay – today. While the tears wash clean your face And your smile breaks open your heart Realize. There’s nothing you haven’t done Or have to do That got you – right here. Believe. While sometimes everything seems to crumble Or falls apart Again – Contemplate. It’s not the end, and even if it is It’s just the end We all get there someday Right? But until then and only then This is the live that we create, that we choose Ourselves. And it’s okay – today and tomorrow and then again When the sun comes up Remember. It’s all you and it has nothing to do with you Life living itself and we Passengers. Swimming against…

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Prayer to the Younger One

Prayer to the Young One

By the time you find love, you may have grown old and grey, and you might look back at your life, wanting you realized so much earlier, when your hair was still bright with color, that the quests for love that you’ve undertaken were fruitless from the beginning. You might wish you could regain all the time, frustration, sorrow and resources you spent on finding love, for now you now it was all wasted. You might wish you wouldn’t have pushed so hard, ran so fast, or believed that there would always be something ‘better’. Better than what? You might wish you’ve had a different life. Breathing a bit more deeply. Enjoying a bit more fully. Experiencing all the sensations…

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This Elusive Now

This elusive now

There are so many moments which are not now, and just this fraction of time ‘now’. Gone as soon as you realize it’s here. And in this continuum of now’s, passing by so swiftly, in the same time so much is happening! The whole world is happening within it. It’s tangible, yet elusive. Sometimes my thoughts drift away and it feels I missed a whole bunch of now’s. Sometimes so many people are expectant, disappointed, hopeful or happy in my presence that the now we share seems endless. Sometimes I feel there aren’t enough moments of now, and sometimes I can’t wait until the moments between me and a moment in the future have passed. Maybe it’s the only thing…

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(Poem #16) I am the Observer

The Observer

Feelings raging through No beginning or end No reasons or explanation Like the stillness in the eye of the storm I am the observer.   Tears streaming Shoulders shaking A smile breaks through Like the sun in a June morning – always present I am the observer.   Insecurity screaming Doubts wondering Who am I To me be Yet here I am I am the observer.   Distractions tempting Seeking confirmation Of existence Like a little child, wanting to be let in I am the observer.   Deep inside Where nothing ever changes Holding space For everything That’s where I am I am the observer.

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(Poem#14) Unconditional self love

Unconditional self love

Can I love myself, Independent of what you do? Can I embrace myself, No matter what anyone says about me? Can I open my heart again, When all I want is to run away? Can I stay humble, Without becoming insecure? Can I share about what touches me, Without playing the victim card? Can I smile at myself, through my tears? Can I see the lightness of being, Beyond the weight of the world? Can I love myself, Borderless, boundless, unconditional?

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(Poem#13) The beauty of a heart cracked open

Thank you love For cracking me wide open Allowing me to open my heart again and again.   Thank you love For breaking me open Showing me There’s a choice again and again.   Thank you love For tearing me open Giving me All and no reason to cry.   Thank you love For cracking me wide open Surrendering me To feel deeply alive again and again.   Thank you love.

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