I am whole I have the capacity for earnest joy I am full of gratitude and divine grace I am free to breathe easy -gws
I am… I have… I am full of… I am free..
Category: Journey of Self
Struggle and Acceptance
Knocked off my feet Tumbled and tossed Disoriented Lost Struggling Fighting Failing Unable to know up from down Gasping and desperate Threatened Panicked Scared *relax* *float* *you can ALWAYS float* I still myself Relax Trust Know And begin to ascend Freed from the struggle that was threatening me And distracting me from remembering my power Surrendering to acceptance isn't giving up or in It's accepting that it's okay to let go of the fight If it allows you to care for yourself It's having faith that divinity will help you with Rest of the heavy lifting Be present Be peaceful Be silent Be gentle Be... Just Be And the rest will work itself out -gws
Profound Gratitude
Given gifts of joy Being fully seated in the body Experiencing full presence Lingering moments of stillness Rooted in sense memory Reminding me how to be fully whole Fusing me to the earth and heaven In the space between breaths Leaving me in profound and All-encompassing gratitude for being alive -gws
I Am Enough
Today I wake and remember I am enough. I strive to live honestly And with integrity as I walk in my truth Embracing all of my imperfections because I am enough. When storms rage and tempers rise I will place a hand on my heart and Breathe into my belly remembering I am enough. When I judge myself harshly When I feel like I failed myself or others I forgive myself and remember I am enough. I will end my day in gratitude for all I have experienced All I have learned from those experiences I will lay my head down at the end of the day And whisper into the dark I am enough. -gws
The Heart Chamber
I want to keep my inner temple door open I want to access its halls Its richness and warmth Its flickering torches Its cool wellspring whispering soft and constant reminders That I am connected to the lifeblood of all things This is where my alchemical magic lives Where all versions of myself dance to the rhythm of starlight and moonsong In this sacred place I AM In this safest place I CAN BE I want for nothing I lack nothing I am the entanglement of sunshine and shadow I am perfect harmony I am radiant beauty as I exalt my truest self in this place where only divinity touches The breath guides me here, and will return me again When I have need to touch love -gws
Always Trust Your Gut
By trusting my gut
I am trusting both
my god
and
myself
-gws
The Next Right Choice
All we can do is make the next right choice
Sometimes, that choice is easy
Sometimes it is the hardest thing you can do
What do you do when you get to the end of the map
Where do you go when you can’t go back
And forward is so uncertain
You know there is something beyond
But you don’t know what it looks like
How hard it’s going to be
Because there’s no way it can be easy
The unknown is rarely easy
-gws
Rage
Rage is dark rust red like clotted blood
Balled fists and hot tears
White hot like molten iron
Sharp and vicious as a cooled blade
Shrill keening and worn out sobs
Forged into quiet, constantly simmering fury
Long, silent, anguished screams into pillows
And inside lonely vehicles at 60 miles per hour
With the music turned up loud to drown out the ragged
Sound shaking free of its mooring
Now a million dancing embers
Just waiting for the right bluster to ignite again
-gws
Space Between
Do I exist in the space between your thoughts
Am I squeezed in as an annotation to your chaos
Do I fit in the emptiness between your heartbeats
Or the space between your breaths
Am I shoved into the shadowed alcoves of your mind
All I know is it’s dark and apocalyptic here
Where ever here is
-gws
Silenced
Words stolen from my throat before my mouth gives them shape and purpose
Volumptous thoughts sucked dry of all of their sweet volume like withered grapes on the vine
Black storm clouds ripple my calm waters, sending me reeling with frustration
Being asked to be less
Say less
Need less
Take less space
I am twisted, muted, and bound inside myself
Trying to survive loving you
With your barbed wire, landmines, arrows, blades, and poisons
Maybe one day you’ll stop listening to your own voice long enough to hear mine
Or all you will hear is the silence that signifies my absence
-gws
