Birthday Poem
Reaching for peace within, embracing the practice of self-love, this gives her the strength and courage to burst into bloom once again.
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Busy Bee Micro Meditation
I daydream of meditating for hours. Laying or sitting in silence. My body comfortable and my mind clear. My reality is I am a super busy momma/wife/solopreneur/student. There are things to be done of which I must do. So, I micro-meditate.
Finding Bliss
“Breathe in, Breathe out They say its all going down, yeah, all gone down But from your center you can see its just goin up and around”
Back to the Basics: Just Breathe
Miss you in my life
I want to call my dad I want to call my dad on the phone I want to call my dad on the phone and tell him about
My dad – My Father
He was a simple man, his worldly belongings fit easily into two chairs of my badass minivan, consisting mostly of rocks, wood carvings, and feathers.
Still Learning to Love Myself
No Horizon in Suburbia
I sit, my fingers poised above the keys, ready to rapidly fire thoughts, emotions, lessons I’ve learned. Yet, my hands grow weary of holding the pose and my eyes glaze over as I stare at the blinking cursor.
Snowflake in Summer
I hear, “You just take things too seriously Maybe you’re just too sensitive.” I say, “WHOA…
As Spring Comes Around Again
As Spring comes around again… Sprouts, having burst through, reaching, 2 arms to the sun Young Robin I see you as you keep an eye on everything and everyone Roots supple with what Earth gives in Spring