When I stopped paying attention to other people I had more time to pay attention to myself. When I stopped paying attention to other people I realized my left foot was longer than the other. When I stopped paying attention to other people I had more time to focus on what God had for me…
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Becoming Me
the road to becoming is not easy, but it is clear. it is underneath layers of tears to cleanse, skin to shed, budding habits, and the waving leaves it works to develop new rings. i see her in my throat. Every now and again, she speaks–when confidence defeats. She is delight and a treat and…
Read MoreOn learning to control the fire
Sometimes you have to pull back layers to get to the core un-bandage the wound to treat the sore strengthen those wings, so you can soar dive deeply so you can touch the ocean’s floor quiet yourself, so you can listen sit still, so you can read breathe in, so you can receive take a…
Read Morethe flow of letting go
Releasing can be such sweet sorrow but ,O, the ways i will be better tomorrow. unmoved by the song and ceasing to dance along to the wave that confused yet has failed to produce Releasing has caused an outpour of tears that now allow my fears to be relinquished along with hopes of  passed futures and the…
Read MoreLoving me: Let me explain
Chile, I be busy lovin me Like I love spring breezes and honey suckle under shaded tree like popsicles on warm sunny days and bicycle splashes when I play like bees are too busy to sting and birds be chirpin high up in the trees I just be busy lovin me like the  last bite…
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