Life and Love

How do you love…

How do you heal…

How do you live life in a world that wants to tell you who you are, and how you feel.

How do you love yourself or anyone else when you are so confused about how things in this world work.

Explain yourself.

Express your needs

Explore yourself.

Understand who you are.

Find your inner voice.

Find peace with others, and within yourself.

Love…

Loving you is such a gift.

Each and everyday, I feel more of my pain lifting away.

With each breath, I feel more at ease.

The child inside of me feels set free.

You have given me a fresh new life, a new breath, and more reason to be me.

You have given me the ability to let go, for all that I held inside was creating more pain, life that needed to renew, to grow.

You, not a person, not a thing, you are the me that I had lost, the soul that I have again found.

I am bringing you back to me.

My higher self, the life, the love, for which
I exist.

Life…

To live in this life is also to be challenged.

Given one experience after another, to try to find your way through, like guiding a boat through the fog, with no light to see the way.

Feeling your way through each day…

To adjust your sails, is like getting caught in a wave.

You cannot see from day to night or night to day; it is a mess of things, with each new challenge that gets in your way.

From the light of the day, there is some guidance, yet it is disoriented from all of the winds of others opinions, and the need they have to tell you which way.

Let me be frank…

You choose your way.

At the end of the day, you are the only one who has the authority to say…

“This is the way.”

“My direction is here, and I am choosing the way.”

“My path has lead me to exactly where I need to be and it has helped shape me into who I need to be, to get me to where I need to be, the guidance is within me and I know the way.”

This strength, it is to help me push.

This defensiveness, it is to help me believe in my ability to be a the guiding wheel of my own journey.

This intuition, it is here to guide me through, as winds and rain try to misdirect me.

There will be storms.

There will be clear skies.

There will be pain.

There will be many things…

But in the end, it will all be okay.

Along the journey, it will be okay.

There will be plenty of all that is needed.

Along this journey, there will be more beauty than you will ever believe.

In this life, you will always know the way.

-M.

You Whispered to Me

You whispered to me,

through the silence of the wind,

through the quiet of the stars,

in the silence of the trees…

You whispered to me, in my ears, to my soul, from your heart, to my whole being.

You made me whole, with your presence.

You danced with me, on the sands of the beach, as the waves tried to catch my feet,

while my eyes slept, at night, and the moonlight healed my soul…

You danced with me among the trees, in the forest, while I searched for you…

So much time has passed since you left this world.

So many feelings I have had, so many fears I have learned to hold onto.

Now I’m learning to let go.

Yet, even with you gone, I can hear your voice, and it makes me want to hold onto you.

I can feel your touch, when a flower grazes over my skin.

Your songs are now sung by the birds, with the sunrise, each morning.

Not a day goes by that you are not here, with me.

For so long, I have dreamed of your whispering voice, telling me it is all going to be okay.

You remind me that you are here, I am safe, it is okay.

A windy day lets me know you are near.

A rainy day is the skies releasing all of your tears.

Time had felt so slow, but now I know it goes by at the pace of your heart beat.

You are the nature that surrounds me.

You are the breath that moves the winds.

I feel you more now than ever before, as you surround me.

You will always live within me, and now all around me.

You are within every living thing.

There is no death, there is only life that continues on, to an existence continued beyond.

You are each new blossom, full of fresh nectar.

You are each sky reaching tree, that moves, dancing in your winds.

You are each sunrise and sunset, with magical light that heals the soul.

You whisper to me through nature, in all the ways you possibly can, reminding me that everything will be okay.

Let’s dance, while I dream, in the moonlight, until the morning comes, when the birds sing your songs, and as the light of the sunrise welcomes another beautiful day full of so much beautiful life, life here and beyond.

Touch me as I walk through fields of grass and wildflowers that remind my skin how to feel.

Hold me on the mountain tops as I take it all in, and let go of all the fears.

Wash me with your tears, as they fall from the cloudy skies.

Remind me how to live, as I discover new life, each and every day that I am here.

For however long, I will exist here, with you surrounding me.

Whisper to me…

-M.

Higher Self

Who are you?

Why are you here?

What is your purpose that you must fulfill in this life?

Do you give any of this any thought or attention?

We are here for a reason.

We have a purpose.

We are moving forward on a road that is unclear for us, immediately, yet all the answers will soon be heard and understood.

Soon we will be able to see the reason for all of this.

Soon we will understand why each challenge was there, where it was.

We will know who we are and why we have come to this place.

There is a beautiful energy of love and light that carries us through each waking and sleeping hour.

Time really does not exist, as it is just there to help us organize this present existence.

Each day is but a projection of more of what our human mind and soul needs to work through.

We will find more peace.

We will find more joy.

We will find more beauty and feel more love, with each breath.

This life is precious.

You are necessary.

Do what you need to do to be okay, each minute of every day, and trust that you are perfect, in who and how you are.

There is a reason for your life.

Thank you for your time and your presence here.

May love always be your drive to push you through.

May passion be your encouragement and may the desire to continue on always be alive within you.

-M.

Pay Attention

Focus on the Destination

Grow Through Each Experience

Write your Story

Darkness and Light

Carpet Piles

So many things left unsaid.

So many troubles lost without an end.

Blank stares after fights.

Lost words, from not enough strength to finish a line.

Builds up over time…

Trying to walk through that dining room with carpets full of piles…

Piles of words swept under the carpet.

Angry arguments left unfinished, just to build up over time, taking up space, draining energy and making you feel out of place.

Carpet piles…

Lost words that were left unsaid…

Feelings that get lost in your head…

Unfinished business, fights stopped short…

Never listening…

Never hearing…

It’s all so draining…

Tears so scattered like the sprayed spit from the nasty words that were yelled.

Stopping before anyone got hurt, but holding on still, enough to keep the pain inside still.

Swept under the carpet, to pull out again in time…

Never really feeling healed.

Always going on like nothing bad was ever said.

Why…

How can things ever heal in time, when they aren’t allowed to be spoken about…

Stop the avoidance.

Make a change, to make a difference.

Emotions are felt and need to be known.

Respect can be given, love can be shown.

Stop the carpet piles.

Acknowledge the hurt.

Understand the pain.

Stop the avoidance and make communication a positive thing.

– M.

Ghostly Presence

You hid from me, in your darkness, avoiding the light like it was a plague to end all life.

There was a ghostly presence about you, one that you didn’t understand.

You were a ghost of the night, but you had a kindness in your eyes.

Yet, you only saw your darkness so you feared your fate would be the same.

You came to me for answers.

You came to me for help.

You came to me, calling out, with cries, for you had nowhere else to go.

No-one else could see you, like I could.

Though, I feared you and your darkness, I saw there was a light, within.

There was a light in which you existed, if only for a moment, here and there, it was what helped keep you here.

A darkness like yours could swallow one up.

It could take one down to the deepest oceans, leaving no trace of your existence having ever been.

You have a goodness within you, but to let it grow will take some time.

You will have much work to do, for this darkness is hard to remove.

The fog around you is heavy, as we walk along the beach.

The waves break and reach my feet.

They cannot reach yours, even though you are with me, you are a bit ghostly, an existence that is hovering between worlds.

How did you get this way?

Life must have really been tough on you, to be here, yet not, and without much hope to be found within.

There is hope…

You might not see it, but it is there, and it is waiting for you to see it, too.

I will walk with you.

We can talk.

I will show you your light.

And hopefully, in time, you can see there is more to this life than the darkness, as we make our way down this beach of darkened sand.

-M.