The World is Full of Complexity – Be You
Show Me
As I walk through the rocks and feel gentle tickle of the foam-edged waters, show me…
As I dance through the hot sands and find the cool smooth surface of the wetted sands, show me…
While the air flows over my face, letting me smell the softness of the salty air, show me…
Show me how to live.
Show me how to love…
Show me the ways of this world that man has forgotten how to honor…
I want to know how to breathe without fear of death.
I want to move without fear of pain.
I want to love without fear of a broken heart…
Show me…
Show me how to live harder, and to not fear pain.
Show me how to understand passion without fear of falling.
Let me know it is okay to live in a way that takes me to the edge and back.
Let me feel the breeze at the edge of a cliff without fear of the ground below.
I want to know how to live without fear of death, for death is just a natural part of this human existence.
Let me know how to swim in open waters without fear of drowning, for I want to LIVE!
Express passion to me through a wicked storm, and show me how to survive it.
Engage with me in a Sundance that taunts my wayward eyes that long to gaze at its beautiful presence.
Enchant me with a crescent moon and the wolves that howl at it.
Let me feel pain, let me be free, let me know how to explore more of the beautiful land and the expansive sea.
I want to know how to dance with rainbows and caress the breeze with the sway of my hips that flow with my heart beat.
You know me, you are me, Mother Nature, show me how to be free.
-M.
Stop Allowing What is Not Right for You
Rough Waters
Everything will be easy.
It will all go smoothly.
There will be no storms or rough waters.
Life will bring us so much goodness.
It will be everything we want it to be.
There will be no struggle.
There will be no pain.
Life is simple.
It is not complicated.
It is not complex.
Oh, life…
You had us fooled.
We had left home, at the ripe age of teenagers and had all the hopes and dreams of it all being so simple…
So easy…
Preoccupied with looks and friends and becoming wealthy, we thought that would be all we would need.
We though status was the answer.
We thought clothing and things would be our level up.
Life showed us that it is much more than that.
Life showed us the rough waters of being so surface focused, would surely make us drown.
What is on the outside does not make up for what is unfound on the inside.
The deepest sea has the coolest waters, and the more turbulent storms to face.
As with us, we have much depth, though not all of it was quite known or understood.
We thought we knew ourselves, within.
Our depths go much deeper than we knew before.
Now we see, a life with purpose for more than just material things…
A life of passion…
A life without greed or so many possessions…
This is the life we now seek.
We try to see the depths of others, while even just passing by.
A depth is beyond just a wave and a smile, for it goes deep, like the deepest of seas.
Love and care, and genuine concern.
Peace, kindness, a desire for more than just what one can take to the bank, this is what will keep us swimming, without tidal waves of the surface trying to pull us in.
When we leave this world, we hope to leave a mark.
Not one that can be seen or touched, but one that can be felt, like a feeling that calms the deepest sea.
A feeling that gives you a sense of understanding that all will be okay, even when no-one else is around.
Whether or not we have ever met, we hope it soars like a seagull though the winds, to each soul that is left on earth.
When all possessions are gone and the world is silent, we hope a feeling of peace is felt.
Maybe not from us, but maybe from the storms that pass and all that can be remembered is that feeling of goodness, that feeling of purpose.
Rough waters can always be beautiful to watch, as they roar and splash, they bring an electricity of their own.
Knowing each storm will pass, knowing we need nothing except for who we are, that is the peace that we will carry with us, if nothing else, that will be enough.
Hold this with you, carry it like a sack on a stick, for it is all you need to hold onto.
Life will bring storms.
Life will bring rough waters.
Even so, you will have purpose.
You will have peace.
Everything is there for you, it is all within.
-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.
You are the Light
They think they know what is best for you.
They want you to dim your light
Don’t they know that even clouds try to put out the sun’s bright light, but it still shines bright?
You are light.
You are strength.
With the strength is how you shine so bright.
You don’t have to try.
You don’t have to understand why.
You are what you are.
They see it.
They feel it.
They can’t seem to accept it.
You are light.
You shine so bright, and help others see their own light.
Keep on shining.
You are the reason why.
You are the light.
-M.
Taunting Waters
You challenged me with your mist.
Along your path, you hissed.
A roar, a flow, a gravitating blow, there was no release to your taunting.
Right by you, I walked.
I could smell you, without an effort or a thought.
As you reached my toes, you bellowed out more of your rough talk.
The thought of following you out, amongst your depths, is still a thought, a very daunting thought that is quite haunting.
-M.
The Flow
As it flows,
Life begins to find a rhythm.
Just as time passes,
Life breezes by.
There are short spurts in which we exist,
Never really seeing it all put together until a while later.
Time is precious.
Life is, too.
As time flows,
Life begins to make sense.
-M.
Your Fear
Passing Time
We tend to go through this life in a hurry, barely slowing down for anything. Meals are even a rush, as we are always trying to keep up with the daily tasks and expectations for ourselves, so the days just zoom by. Before we know it, another year has gone by. Another holiday is around the corner. We have aged and still haven’t reached many of our goals or experienced many of the things we had hoped to by this time in our lives.
Time is not an object.
Time is not something we can earn back.
Time is steadily passing us by, as we hurry and hurry to get nowhere fast.
As we watch our children grow, or see the skin on our faces change with time, we look back and think about all the things we had hoped to do with our lives. We think about the experiences we have had, and the time we hope that we have left. Maybe this changes things a bit, seeing how time isn’t slowing down, but our bodies really would like us to.
Time doesn’t wait for us to decide to be more patient.
Time does not tell us we better hurry up and accomplish our goals.
Time does not stop and go backwards so we can fix past mistakes.
There is an unknown amount of time for each of us. We are not given a choice to stay or go, at any age. We must make the best of this time that we have. It is up to us how we spend our time, in this life. We can spend it rushing through or we can spend it moving a bit slower and enjoying it a bit more. You choose.
Time is what you make it.
Time is on you side or it isn’t.
Time is passing by…
How will you choose to spend the rest of it?
-M.
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