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What Would Love Do?
10 June 2024as published by Radhaa Publishing House
in Poems from The Heart
Love would have me believe I am worthy.
Love would guide me to happiness.
Love would redirect me to alignment.
Love would trust before the next steps have been revealed.
Love would understand that with great love can come great hurt and loss, and that it’s all truly beautiful.
Love would cry for me, for you, for all of us.
Love would be patient, not just with self and others, but in those periods of separation and the unknown.
Love would bring me back to myself in those voids and moments in-between.
Love would be gracious in honoring and accepting others' decisions made in love, even when it hurts.
Love would cherish precious moments in the past, knowing their depth will forever remain true.
Love would remember that it transcends all of time and space, and that time really means nothing.
Love would feel solace in the memory that we’ll all reunite in the stars one day.
Love would never push away, or perhaps some days it would.
Love would do what it could and then lean into sweet surrender.
Love would consider what of this I’m experiencing is mine, and what is yours?
Love would realize that with a great capacity to love comes an even greater capacity to grieve.
Love would guide me to believe deep down that it’s always worth it.
Love would know that my tears are your tears, your tears are my tears, and that all tears are our tears.
Love would tell me I’m ready and brave for feeling it all.
Love would feel the feelings and then make a choice to go where the love is.
Love would trust the bigger picture.
Love would keep whispering, ‘It will all make sense one day.’
Love would remember that we are all separate, yet all one.
Love would know that we are all different, yet all the same.
Love would always find a way. Even if it’s not the one I originally planned or hoped for.
Love would continue to remind me that ‘That which is meant for me won’t ever pass me by.’
Love would claim ‘If not this, something even better.’
Love would remind me, ‘I’m exactly where I’m meant to be, doing exactly what I’m meant to be doing, with exactly who I’m meant to be with right now’, even if that’s just me, myself & I.
Love would direct me to deeply love, forgive and accept myself.
Love would remember that sleep and laughter are two of the best medicines.
Love would encourage me to keep being a warrior of light in this world.
Love would notify me everyday that our true purpose is to enjoy life and love others.
Love would insist I love myself first and give from a full cup.
Love would keep going.
Love would keep leading.
Love would keep paving the way.
Love will prevail.
Love will remain.
Love is here.
Love is you.
Love is me.
Love is.
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Back To The Breath
10 June 2024as published by Radhaa Publishing House
in Poems From The Heart
The more I open my heart,
The more the mind seems to expand and fill with doubts.
The doubts, the fears, the triggers.
Back to the breath.
Back to the body.
Back to the breath.
Back to the body.
Except this time the mind is still going.
Still whirring and stirring,
Still revving and choking and smoking.
Surely it will implode or self-combust soon?!
Then the lights will go out and the sound will switch off.
The only guaranteed place of peace at the moment is in sleep.
Nature the only other solace.
An ocean view and the sound of the waves.
As I lay crying, feeling, alchemising.
This too shall pass, I know.
But right now it hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
Reminding myself that the other side of this is going to feel…
Well, something beyond anything I’m able to fully comprehend right now.
There is so much going on behind the scenes that we can not see.
Trust.
Lean into the mystery.
For it will all make sense one day.
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I Hear You The Loudest
10 June 2024as published by Radhaa Publishing House
in Poems From The Heart
inspired by Samantha Jackson
What will it take?...
For people to slow down.
For people to not rush.
For people to listen.
For people to not interrupt.
For people to pause.
For people to tune in.
For people to be aware of their surroundings.
For people to consider others.
(For people to consider me!)
For people to not push or shove others out of the way.
For people to hold space.
For people to hear.
For people to know when to step back and when to lean in.
For people to not judge or project.
For people to drop the hierarchy.
“Don’t let them silence you.” Yes, but please be quieter.
My head and heart and nervous system need a break!
“You’re not too much.” Yes, but sometimes you’re too loud. For me.
You don’t need to stomp and shout to be heard. To be important. To be of value.
You don’t need to be the loudest or boldest in the room to matter in this world.
Everyone is a mirror and I’m aware I myself hold the keys to this question.
Yet I’ll never forget when a kindred spirit found my eyes post-breathwork in a noisy bell tent.
She came to me in silence, held my hands and whispered,
“I hear you the loudest.”
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And My Heart Overflows
10 June 2024as published by Radhaa Publishing House
in Poems From The Heart
And my heart overflows,
Knowing I get to go,
To far off places,
Whenever I please.
To connect with ancient lands,
Uncovering untold secrets, within and without.
Immersing in worlds,
In ways I never could within the four walls of home.
Meeting souls, old and new.
Experiencing heartache,
And the spectrum of emotions.
Grieving what’s mine and what’s not.
Connecting to lost parts of myself,
Feeling it all.
Embracing the elements.
Surviving, thriving,
Living life.
Making sense through the stars,
Wearing multiple scars.
Laughing at the polarities,
And the things that make no sense, just yet.
Either way,
Thankful,
Grateful,
Blessed.
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