The Seagulls

She’s back again, and she has the audacity to take more pictures. I’m going to pounce on her.

We are birds, not cats we don’t pounce. Seagulls are known to be thoughtless flying rats, in this area. Leave the human alone.

So what, I’m going to do it. My wings are spread and ready to go.

I’m going to stare her down. She may already be intimidated by me since I’m looking stout and dark with my intense stare down already in action.

Just ignore her, she will go away. Any sudden movements will create more interest and she will continue to interrupt our rooftop banter.

You are weak. You want me to just ignore her? How could we do that? We must attack. Surely you can learn to pounce, as we are also surrounded by feral cats that people leave in our care. They pounce all day. Maybe I can get them to join in on the attack.

Do NOT engage with those furry animals! I must interrupt this thoughtless attempt of causing any sort of engagement with our sworn enemies, as well as your attempts to pounce on this person. The humans must not become aware of our consciousness of them. Leave her be and walk the roof and act aloof, as the rest of us are doing.

But I just want to get my pounce on and land on her head. I’m sure I could really giver her a scare, if I landed on her head and messed up all that wild hair of hers.

This is getting out of hand. You must leave the roof if you don’t stop this nonsense. If you attempt to attack the human, we will swarm around you before you reach her. No sense in that happening. Catch my drift?

Okay, I get it, wings down…

I’m going to keep staring her down.. can’t stop me.

As long as that is all you do, that is fine.

And the human lived to see another day… all hairs intact.

-M.

Trail of Light

You left a trail of your light.

It lead to the waters edge.

To greet you, to say goodbye, for you would be taking your break, falling away, leaving room for the night sky.

Every time you fall away, you leave a gift of colors.

You leave so much beauty behind you, as you lower away to your resting place.

This could be to teach the onlookers that leaving a place with beauty and grace makes for the best exit of all.

Thank you for the silent lessons and for the beauty you leave with each evening sunset sky, that takes your place.

-M.

Waiting

There was a time when I would wait for almost anyone.

I would let them lead me, guide me and tell me what was what.

Now you are the only one I will wait for.

You are the only one I can trust.

You heal me.

You give me what I need without asking for anything back.

There is no control.

There is no pain.

There is only love.

Only peace and healing.

Thank you for being you, and allowing me to be me.

-M.

Take me back in Time

When I look at you, it takes me back, to when life was easier.

Life used to be more free.

Things were different.

Everything felt so much better.

Now it all feels like a distant memory.

How does that happen?

One moment we are here, the next we are somewhere else, entirely.

I miss the way things were.

I miss the freedom, the laughter, the peace.

Now we must learn to accept the new ways of life.

We must find new ways to laugh and find peace within the not so normal.

For now I will just keep that memory alive, of how things used to be, while learning how to move in this new way of existence.

I will find my peace in that, to help me carry on, with these days of lost minds and forgotten peace, in the silence of more loneliness and time apart.

Thank you for helping me find some inkling of hope, for being here, for listening and for holding all of the past within you.

You have brought me hope, even if all you did was sit there and listen.

In the silence of sitting still, we can find more peace.

-M.

Sitting on the Edge

I was sitting on the edge of the wall of life.

One side was light.

The other side, dark.

The front edge was foggy, and it was the most inviting side of all.

Looking into the unknown, not sure which direction to choose. Feeling this pull, drawn to fall back into memories that make me feel the darkness might be my fate.

The light is so pure and so overwhelming. It gave me warmth and love, yet seemed to expect so much from me.

Oh the fog… cool, creamy and unknowing of what could come. No expectations, only what is coming from my mind.

Lastly, the wall… walking backwards, just to stay safe, felt comforting.

Moss growing along the cracks. Light shining on one side, warming the stones. The darkness and the fog cooling them off while I sat and thought about which way to go.

To go backwards, to stay on the wall probably, would not be allowed. Though, I don’t think I could anyways. I had been walking on this wall for so long, settled in so comfortably between the light and the dark, with the unknown fog always ahead of me.

How do you choose?

We always have so many options. Sometimes we think too much and make it more of a challenge than it really is.

Shifting through this life, finding a way to make a progress in “the right” direction.

What really is the best direction?

Is there really one direction that is better than another?

Finding peace, learning lessons, in all experiences, is the way we can make peace within ourselves about whichever directions we go. Letting go of pressure or judgement of ourselves and of others. It is all just lessons in love and healing.

A bellowing fog crept up to my face, like it was examining me, just as I was examining all of my options.

The sweet smell of the moisture in the air pulled me in.

I fell forward.

Knowing it would be the balance and the trust that I was truly seeking.

We can’t always know what is to come, but we must do what we can to follow our own path and the directions we feel are best for our experience.

Let go of that insistent control of wanting to know all the outcomes.

Life is for living and experiencing.

Find your truth.

Be you.

For you.

You matter.

Let go.

-M.

Writing… for who…

“I want to write, but what will people think about it.. what will they say…?”

How can anyone accomplish anything when they are constantly worried about what others will think? This is my reality. That is my writers block. So many saved writings, started and finished, but covered up by blankets of anxiety and locked down by fears.

“What if people don’t like what I have to say?”

“What if they don’t like the darkness’s of my past that I feel like sharing about?”

There are so many things that can limit a person from jumping from that safety net of the comfortable branch…

I have to remind myself who I am writing for. It is for me, but it is also for those who may get something from what I have to say. I have a lot to share and I love to write and explore each medium that I find solace in. Writing has been an important apart of my life since I was pretty young.

From writing poetry, to songs (even some raps), short stories, or just writing in my journal. Writing heals me. It helps me, and I know it helps many others, as well.

It is my hope that what I write can also help others heal.

We learn from one another. We grow better with others, sharing experiences, life stories, hopes and dreams. It is wild how something as simple as a word, is so powerful.

This is why writing is so important.

We can express so much through the written word. We text throughout the day. Expressing emotions, sharing schedules and talking about whatever we feel needs to be talked about or expressed. I know so many people who say they hate to write, yet they text constantly, all day, everyday.

Writing is necessary.

We are creatures of community. We thrive on it. Communication is a necessity in life, yet we can also overthink it. Putting too much weight into what others may think, about what we have to say.

Don’t you think we are all self-conscious? Maybe a little overly self-aware? We don’t need to worry so much about what others think about us or what we have to say. We each have separate experiences, for a reason. Nobody will ever be the same. And that is a very good thing.

What has happened in my life could help someone else process through things they may be going through. I am constantly sharing with my kids to help them learn from my mistakes, as well as what things help me grow, in healthier ways.

We don’t need to hide behind curtains.

We don’t need to fear the opinions of others.

We need to take flight, and leap from that comfortable branch and trust the open skies to be comfortable for our outspread wings.

Let go of your fears of being who you are. You are how you are, and who you are for a reason. You have purpose. You are loved. You are worthwhile.

Thank you for reading or listening, I hope you enjoyed what I felt called to share.

-M.

Fear and Darkness

There is this fatal connection between fears and getting lost in the sinking darkness. A feeling of being lost in another world, one of which is in the mind. Finding this secret hole, that takes you into a dudgeon, can be daunting. Worrying about things, fearing what could happen or what is coming, so many things can take us under.

When we overthink, over worry, and forget to trust and live in the present, we are lead into this place, a dungeon that guides us towards a spiral staircase, traveling lower and lower into an unknown oblivion, making it difficult to see anything good or worthwhile.

You can get lost in it.

You can carry others with you as you travel on, further down into this unknown.

It can last for what seems like an eternity.

Sometimes you get glimpses of the daylight or can see more than just the overwhelming darkness, but it is not always easy.

For many, this is what takes them to some really dark places, giving into things that are not always best. Even if it is just more thoughts that are unwelcome.

For others, it doesn’t last so long, and they can find their way back out, rather quickly.

Though, for many, it can take much longer.

Some live in this darkness, lost without even trying to leave it.

There are a few who have this deep, pulling, or longing, to understand the reason for this darkness.

It can be a constant back and forth, struggling with what is real and what is just coming from the mind that likes to be in control.

We have so much to focus on. When we begin to see fears taking us down, into this tunnel, it is important to remember it is not real. We can let go of fear. We can accept the unknown. We can move into the darkness to understand it, without fear, but more so to understand how it can allow us to prepare for things and find a balnce.

There will always be darkness. There will always be fear and the unknown. Don’t let it suck you in, for too long. Always know that you have the power, and the strength to pull back out of it.

You are not alone.

-M.

Sunset to Sunrise

Sun, when you fall, I don’t know what to do.

I want to catch you in my hands, and set you back into place, among those brightly colored clouds, in that ever present sky.

The colors that you bring, when you set, are unbelievable.

Then, again, when you rise, I am in awe.

You bring beauty and life, for us all.

The colors sing to my eyes.

My soul feels the joy of each night and new morning, sky.

Yet, I still feel as though, when you fall, I must catch you.

I watch as you decent and disappear, to who knows where.

There are stories of the sea taking you, but they must just be tales.

For you wake us up each morning with your glowing breath of life.

Wherever you go, whatever you do, I am grateful for you, for all that you do.

Sun, thank you.

I love you, I really, truly do.

-M.

Fall Chills

Fall… You arrive so quickly.

So briskly, with your chill.

It’s like you creep in, during the night, without letting me say goodbye to my dear, sweet summer.

I don’t ever wish for summer to end, yet when you arrive, I am grateful.

Though, you sure do not ease yourself in, with your brisk nights and sharply chilly mornings.

The colors you bring are so beautiful.

Your chill really is, at times, close to miserable, yet, I forgive you, for the beauty that your bring with you is.. well… it makes it all worthwhile.

What a charmer you are, as you warm us up with the sight of your colors.

None are the same, each different shades and each so beautiful on their own, but especially together.

Fall, I guess you can stay for a while…

Until winter blows in and takes over…

Maybe, just maybe, next year, I may hope for your smile of leaves so brightly colored; red, orange and yellow.

Thank you for showing me the swift kiss of a breeze and a soft hug of the falling leaves.

Goodness, you sure do give me the chills…


– M.

Lost in the World

Distractions, bosses, teachers, parents, friends, family… So many people telling us what to do, where to go, who to be with, how to live our lives. When did it become so hard to live your life on your own terms? Why must we be so swayed by what others think is best for our life?

As a child, we have parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles, and teachers (plus many more influences) who are like guides for us. We learn from them. We observe them. We listen to them (or we rebel). These people influence us in how we think, feel and react. We are dependent on them to teach us about the world.

When we become adults, we continue to have more influences, yet what we soaked in as children is very deeply rooted. It makes a difference in the choices we make and the experiences we choose to have. Though, we tend to start seeing things differently. As we are not so sheltered, we are free to make more freewill decisions, sometimes landing us into situations that our protectors were trying to help us avoid. Yet, human nature is to explore and learn by experiencing.

How do you feel, as you are reading this? Do you feel depleted in how you are currently living your life? Do you feel you need to understand more, see more or just be in different circumstances?

What we are not always taught, is that we can change. We can redirect our life and the direction its going in.

We are never stuck, unless we believe that we are.

The mind is a powerful thing. We think things into reality. You believe you are incapable, then you will be incapable. You believe you are capable and you will be.

Living in a world where everyone wants to push you this way or that, telling you who you should be, where you should be and how you should think, feel and live, causes a mess in the mind. Social media is telling you that you are not happy enough. Society is telling you that you’re not doing enough. Advertisements tell you that you don’t have enough. It is all false. You are capable of doing whatever you want to do. You don’t need more. You don’t need to do anything that doesn’t feel right to you.

We have so many distractions. So much is keeping us away from the peaceful minds that we deserve to have. We were born into this world, into nature, lost and in need of care. We needed nurturing, guidance and love. Life is simple.

We are complex and we create more of the extra clutter that is not necessary. We need peace. Time away from distractions. Our spirits need peace.

The mind is full of depth. Once we learn to let go of all the outward influences, we can understand the importance of letting go more, so we can, once again, find ourselves.

How long can we go on like this? Constantly on our phones, always available and in communication, with so many. There was a time when we could sit and not need so many distractions. It seems we have all become lost with all of it. Needing to know so much, and intake so much information.

Maybe we are really just cutting ourselves off from our true connection, with ourselves. When we disconnect and seek less distractions, we can open ourselves up to so much more of who we are, what is right for us. This also allows us to see who and what is right for our lives. We find that we have been lost in all the buzz and its been taking us away from the true direction we seek to go.

The lost can always be found. The truth can always be heard. The depths of your heart are always going to be crying out for you to listen. What you want is important. How you feel matters. You are enough. Now, time to find time for YOU.

– M.