Being Invisible

Is there more Love and Light to Give? When beauty fades with its last chagrin? When power plays have come and gone? Natural resources have all been spent? When friends and calls are far between? And contributions go unseen? When all that’s left is that one last...

Being Centered

Your Power is not power… But a position you hold in the Universe. It is You being plugged in. To leave that stance is to Flail in the starkest of space; Begging others to define you. To be empowered, just step back into alignment Let go of whatever you are...

Meet Me Half Way

Meet Me Half Way Being so spent There is nothing more to give Witnessing so much inwardly Not able to live Starting a movement Without even a spark Motivating the weary Isn’t a walk in the park. Having a vision That’s crystal, so clear It’s living in a world Devoid of...

Acknowledging the Journey

We have all been beaten down, Tortured for speaking up, Killed for standing out, Sacrificed for being beautiful, Challenged for being strong, Humiliated for being different, Starved, hanged, drowned, Murdered, abandoned and rejected. It is amazing that we have...

I Am a Portal

You are the portal to manifest the reality of your choosing You decide You are a walking, talking vision board You are “The Secret” You are the Will and the Way I Am is the declaration of your portal Whatever follows I Am .. is what you manifest I Am...

Humanity

When did I become invisible Unable to be seen? When is the last time I caught a glimpse of myself Without feeling so unclean? When was the last time my heart didn’t feel shame For merely being undressed? When was the last time I laid down my head Without feeling...

The Love Dial

The Golden Amber of an azure sky Erases the memory of times gone by Turn off the news, sit within…. Forgo all talk of war and sin. Your heart is a working aperture. A dial if you will…. You can get a sense of it while advancing to be still It’s set...

Questions of Love

Do you feel it? The warm glow of the body, Like being tucked into bed in new pajamas after a bath. Do you hear it? The excitement of the peepers on the first warm night, Crickets scratching their leg in unison. Do you smell it? In the smoky fire that means security in...

Truth

I don’t make a habit of asking for help But will give it when it’s truly warranted I know the difference between the truth and a lie and definitely know how to live it   I know that all that ever transpires will be up to debate or discussion But I...
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