The dead are not lost to you. They are changed. They are transformed. You have not lost them. You are feeling lost without them. Feel. Be. Grieve. Watch. Listen. Be present. They will make themselves known to you when you are both ready. Death feels like loss, but it is really just change we lack the skills to comprehend. -gws
You were never mine You were too transient to be considered mine Too non-committal But you attached yourself to me anyway You kept coming back to knock on my door And I kept letting you in You wouldn't let go of me Though you didn't really want me And I was too blind Trusting Hopeful to acknowledge the truth I knew in my bones That I'd never be enough for you Because you didn't know what enough felt like You were a bottomless pit of need that could not seem to be filled I kept pouring into you Until I was empty And it wasn't enough I always found ways of putting pennies in your cup While mine lay abandoned and empty at our feet Both of us left hungry and growling Snapping and swiping at each other Bloody Broken Damaged Miserable And for God knows what reason Still unable to let go I wished you had just let me go And that I let you -gws
Your soul is bruised by the poison you drink from your own veins. -gws
I no longer want to live a two-dimensional life in a three-dimensional world. -gws
I need fire Passion Excitement I need curiosity and Deep conversations in dark corners Long walks in nature in comfortable silence I need art And dance And song And philosophy I need magic And mystery And unicorns I need amazing dinners Fancy cocktails And whispered secrets over candlelit tables I need rainy day cuddles Pillow fights And breakfasts in bed I need blanket forts And favorite movies with popcorn And taking turns reading The Princess Bride out loud for the hundredth time I need surprise ice cream breakfasts Slow dancing in the kitchen And long, involved conversations about our individual dreams I need connection Of mind And of spirit If you want to love me I need you to See me Hear me Give me room to stretch, explore and grow And you will be rewarded with experiencing the world As the magical adventure I know it to be -gws
You will never love me the way I love you And that's ok Because loving you makes me brighter Loving you gives my words weight And my dreams color It's longing for you that I will avoid doing It's hoping that one day you will love me back That I cannot let my heart abide It's not that you do not care You care deeply Devotedly But it is not the same as love reciprocated And I cannot conflate the two Or I will drown in heartbreak of my own creation Instead I sit in the the patch of warm sunlight that is your affection Feeling content in being seen Being heard Being cared for In ways few others do I attach cellophane love notes to the walls of my beautiful prison Declaring "I love you!" in invisible ink that you will never see You will never love me the way I love you But you love me nonetheless in your own way And I will let that be enough - gws
It's easy for me to imagine how you might be rolling through all kinds of emotions. I'll hold space for you. I'll sit with you in the quiet of your storms. I'll be your safety whether you're overwhelmed or just contemplative. I've sat with you through hard things before, and I will do it again. -gws
The sound of rain is a special magic. It brings with it a sense of cleansing. It brings sweet air that demands to be inhaled as deeply as possible. The percussion something that can only be understood on a cellular level. It pulls us into the sound. Floating us in liquid song. Primal and holy. -gws
I am a phoenix White fire and quiet, contained power Yet you mistake me for something common I am elemental and fierce I am intuitive and intelligent I am calm and steadfast Until ignited or inflamed That is when all of my truth All of my fearsomeness and fire Blaze like a beacon in the night Warning all who see me that I am transformed into my divine self Wings spread wide Eyes blazing Consuming all that stands in my way I will always get back up I will always rise again Smarter More experienced Clearer-eyed You may not see that I am a precious rarity But I promise you that when I ascend I will shine with divine light And leave you cowering in total darkness -gws
(A Northern California Call for Autumn’s Arrival)
Oh Northwest Wind Bring forth your breeze And with your breath make summer ease Oh Northwest Wind Gift your crisp, biting air That tells us Fall will soon come to bear Oh Northwest Wind Please do not tease Instead, herald the changing of the leaves Oh Northwest Wind Return us our foggy blanket So we may start dreaming of harvest banquets Oh Northwest Wind Please place kisses on our skin So Summer knows its rule is at an end Oh Northwest Wind Time to dance through the pines While we bundle in sweaters and sip rich wine Oh Northwest Wind Please bless us from above So that we may give thanks with Autumnal love -gws
Words Wishes and Wisdom 