Sunday, July 25, 2010

steady yes

even though my chest was rapidly rising and falling i found myself breathing in the steadiness of the energy between us. that is why i could not sleep. you asked me what caution looks like. perhaps it has a look to spectators but the only indicator i can trust is the feeling within me, the knowing that my lessons are learned. reflected light comes from a clarity of vision, after a season of cleaning mirrors. there is a steady opening in this chest that you fall asleep upon. your strength allows a safe space for me to be myself, for this alone i would say yes. but there is much more. it is a joy to meet you half way, to feel the reciprocity in your touch. i have no expectations or disguises, i will not pretend to be completely healed from past wounds. perhaps scars are our only caution signs. all i know is that today i can give you my 'yes'. i know that each day i can give more of myself because i am living in the flight of my dreams. it is fitting that you came to me with a bird in your hands, there are feathers all around you. i see your wings and they are beautiful. throw caution to the wind and fly with me today. 

Tuesday, July 13, 2010


today i awoke with hope in my arms, lying next to me like a lover's convex curve. it was as warm as the suns rays slicing through the blinds and i found myself not feeling alone. a presence as safe as home, carrying me over the threshold towards the open hearts of the ones who love me. there is an internal shift that begs for external expression. the journey here was paved with obstacles the size of mountains. yet the change can only be known through the subtle varying degrees of feelings. the difference is found in that moment where inhale turns to exhale and the unpinable lapse in time between sight and recognition. there is no more pain there. through me pours a faith in all things i love, the saving grace that held me up when i no longer could stand. i trusted in that love when love and trust failed me. i wont pretend that i have patched every hole in this leaky boat, but the tears that rained down no longer threaten to sink me, steady bailing keeps me afloat. i see my destination ahead and i can see the beauty in the past's wake. everything happens for a reason, there is no fate or destiny only the branching tree of choices we have made. if you are strong enough you can trace ever reason down to its root. dig through the dirt and you can come clean. you may find that love is buried there.

each moment is an opportunity to create compassion.

Monday, July 12, 2010


"one morning you will awake to find that you are the person you dreamed of, doing what you wanted to do, simply because you had the courage to believe in your potential."

today is that day

"tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair but manifestations of strength and resolution."- Kahlil Gibran

no longer will i appease the doubter for i know my love's source.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

reading bedtime stories

i could have done without it, but that's not what i got. it is like looking at a complete stranger and yet i still expect to see myself there. maybe because i once did. i recognize the eyes, the smiles, the posturing, the lean against the bathroom sink. it's too easy to stay the same, right?  have we changed enough to remember the fairy tales differently? some serious editing and a few added characters makes me wonder if the ending will be any less predictable, it sure sounds familiar. all i know is that we are all promised a happy ever after.