May I meet today with grace.
May I treat myself with love and patience.
May I feel with certainty that I am enough this day and everyday.
-gws
May I meet today…
Tag: wordswishesandwisdom
Transmutation
I spill ink in controlled rivulets across an unstained page, setting down with curves and flourishes the tangled, unintelligible, intangible emotional illiteracies of my mind now transmuted into words and phrases, provoked into life, and now chained irrevocably into place by pen, hand, and mind.
-gws
When I Feel Small
When I feel small and vulnerable, I turn to that which is wondrous and vast, and remember I am Her daughter and in Her care.
-gws
Hearth and Soul
Chase what sets you soul on fire
Seek that which feeds your inner hearth
-gws
Spirit Well
Diving deep into the spirit well
Pulling deeply from the stillness there
Submerged in the star womb of the loving Mother
Surrendering my struggles into her loving arms
Hearing her lullaby whispering gently to me, “Be at peace.
You will fight again tomorrow, but for today, rest with me.”
-GWS
Not Constrained
I am not constrained by your definition of me.
I am defined by my own limitless imagination.
I have magic in my blood and music on my skin.
I dance to the rhythms of the wind under billions of pinpoint stars.
My truth is divinely written as I journey in this body made of stardust and light.
-gws
California Christmas: a weird love poem
It's a California Christmas
Where it's 70 degrees
And the palm trees are a swayin'
In the California breeze
The desert winds are blowin'
And the state is burning down
But we take some comfort knowin'
Santa's still comin' to town
The mountain tops are barren
Of familiar Sierra snow
'Cause climate change is ragin'
Changin' the world we know
So on this Cali Christmas
Hold your loved ones tight
Remember what's important
As you live your Cali life
The fog is ever faithful
The sequoias still stand tall
On this California Christmas
Prayin' "Bless us one and all."
gws
Arguing with One’s Self
Self: Why are you doing this?
Me: What do you mean? Doing what?
Self: Really? You are not THAT oblivious.
Me: Stop being bitchy, and just say what you mean.
Self: Why are you putting up with this bull shit? Why are you allowing someone else to place their misery on you?
Me: I don’t know.
Self: How can you possibly not know?
Me: Look. This was not what I thought I was signing up for. This was not how I expected to be living. THIS is not what I wanted.
Self: Yeah. So what are you going to do about it?
Me: I don’t know.
Self: Well you better figure it the fuck out, because I’m sick of the shit you put up with.
Me: So am I
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