Innocence

A new sense of pleasure is bursting through the gates of heaven. 
Igniting the world on fire. Painted with the sounds of innocent laughter. 

Coloring the sky with scarlet red and indigo. 
Painting a new heaven and earth. 

A playground for the innocent and fearless. 
Creating a gateway for sublime joy and uncontrollable laughter. 

A caravan of possibilities makes their arrival from a long journey at last. 
Carrying with it broken pieces of memory. 

Pieces lost in a memory woven through shockwaves from the past. 
Re-uniting child and innocence once more. 

Child innocence with an immense desire to live with an unwavering purpose. 
A drive force directed and experienced through the purity of a child’s heart

A life dipped in a dark chocolate coating, rich in sugar sweet fulfillment. 
A life in service. Leaving traces of sweetness through each act of expression. 

A life of clarity and precision. Steered by the impulses of a child’s senses. 
A drive force directing age-old wisdom through playful existence. 

Discovering a journey, footprints underneath the layers of this world. 
Hidden beneath, exists another world now open for discovery. 

An old world with messengers for this life. 
A journey, this I see. Walking a full circle of eternal discovery.

A child chasing the sun, jumping fully into life. 
Experiencing a sensitized adventure of belonging.

A playground of innocent wonder. 
Toes in the mud. Ponytails in the wind. 

Sounds of a familiar song echoing from above. A lullaby ancient, yet timeless. 
The scratching of the needle seems to vanish with the melody of song. 

A song about purpose, passion and power. 
All covered in strawberry innocence and beauty. 

A child returning home, remembering the innocence.
A soul revealing itself, remembering the journey. 

A soul child walking along a path towards the now. 
Collecting the past in a butterfly net. 

Embracing what was. Loving what is. 
Anticipating and endless supply of a fulfilling existence.

A messenger of the wind. 
Discovering the undiscovered. 

Celebrating the freedom of being alive. 
The world is hers to entertain.

A child surrendering into the simplicity of life.
And here, a message from your own inner child. 

Live through feeling. Express through being.
Love passionately. Open fearlessly. 

Give endlessly. Be fully. 
Surrender beyond possibility. 

Speak truthfully. 
Trust eternally.

Walk where no one has ever walked. 
Create. Create. Create the life you TRULY are!!!! 

Claim your child. 
Surrender deeper into yourself.

I'm a feeling being

Loved filled words spill through and out of me, splashing against the borders of life. Making sweet love to my lips as they pass through me and onto you. 

The immensity of the moment over takes me and runs me like wild horses. Caution to the wind. Bareback on top of the world. Freedom accompanies me, at last!

This freedom is mine to embody. Suit up. Suit down all barriers. Let go of all armor, I surrender. Why not? This, I cannot answer. 

Naked and bare I stand, awaiting these feelings to penetrate my consciousness. Finally giving them a voice to express. I’m ready to feel. I witness them passing through and out. A fire spreading like a symphony, burning away any traces of sorrow. 

Ashes blowing away in the wind, erasing traces of an old life. An old forgotten story. Belonging to the one sitting on top of the world, feet hanging off the side, watching life. Invisible seer of life. 

Diving into the shadow I go, collecting more of the hidden, yes I seek.
Transporting it back to life, creating a deeper sense of aliveness in my being. I feel. I am a feeling being. I allow an ocean of feelings to wash through me. Cleansing my soul of all the things that ‘weren’t allowed to be felt’, then. 

Through feeling, empowerment filters in. And here I stand. Grounded, empowered and in the fullness of belonging to the one inside.

Falling In love

Where are you arriving from mysterious stranger?
Looks like you are in pursuit of that which I’m seeking. 

Strong sensations are vibrating through the quiet of my womb.
Rising up from the dead, I am.

I watch as I clumsily climb back into life. Tip toeing around you, intriguing statue you are. Cautiously and curiously like an infant, watching you, I am. As if I’m seeing and taking in life for the first time.

Perhaps it is life I’m seeing for the first time. As what I’m used to receiving came with the stain of fear, birthed through the illusion of death, and disguised as life. 

My resistance is too weak to put up a fight. My limbs are numb. I’m speechless and find myself spiraling out of control. Yes, out of control, I am.

I am waking up from a long hibernation. I feel stirs from the depths of my internal world. I’m coming back to life and all because of this vision that’s taking over my sight. Coming back to life, I am.

One cannot let this gift of vision go to waste. Hypnotized forever, I am. Ruined forever, I am. To see such beauty before me. How will I ever be accepting of anything less?

This energy is soothing, and a healing ointment for my scars left unattended.

My body seems to forgot its practical functions and I witness myself falling to the ground. Paralyzed by sight, I am. Collapsing into a pool of wonder.
Consumed by you. A sight of immense possibility.

Entranced I sit. I loosen my grip of the world for a moment and climb into your body with both my eyes.

How can it be that you are standing here? Taking my vision hostage. Taking over my ability to function. I witness myself melting into you. Is it your dream I have become? Or is it I sitting in a dreamscape of desire?

May I share what I’m feeling? This sugar sweet feeling on my heart. Now dripping honey from my lips, messy as it runs down my skin, caressing me tenderly. Sweet, I am.

Excuse my stare. I’m paralyzed by your beauty and can’t seem to steer myself in any other direction. I’m locked into you forever, I am.

Out of control. Crazy, beautiful.

How rude of you to show up so unannounced.
Could you not have given me more time to prepare myself?

Where do I go from here? I feel a bit lost with this unexpected gift of presence.
How nice of you to stop by. Forever grateful, I am.

And so I treasure this moment and watch as…

You are receiving me, receiving you.
You are feeling me, feeling you.
You are seeing me, seeing you.

Forever in love, I am.

Opening

In the early morning hour, when the light begins to flicker through the grey of night.  I awoke. 

And through timeless motion something begins to stir.

 

Movement with the lack of action, and yet all is in motion. 

Petal by petal the unveiling reveals itself.

 

New visions now carry with them markings of the unfamiliar. 

A flower opening, and watching life from a place of silent presence.

 

Observing. An act of non-doing that rolls in more comfortably these days.

Non-action in the midst of action.

 

A watcher’s encapsulated vision now moving beyond the obvious. 

The obvious. Whatever that means anyway. Another label placed on society. What might be obvious to one, has to be obvious to another, right?

 

What is this I’m feeling?  A feeling indescribable. 

A seeker searching for words and left with a lack of discovery. 

Words. Meaningless vehicles to carry things that are of utmost meaning.

 

And this. Is this perhaps love, I’m feeling?  

Love.  How does one compress such magnificence into something so small? A 4- letter word?

 

These unfamiliar feelings brewing inside, are leaving me feeling mysteriously beautiful. 

And how does the flower shares her fragrance, this bubbling gift inside, if words can only degrade this fragrance of pleasure?

 

Is it perhaps a gift not to be shared with the outside world?

 

Perhaps this is a gift to the blossoming flower, and not to the bees that are seeking the life inside of it.

 

It is a gift onto itself. A flowering inward. An expansion while retrieving from words, thoughts and all that used to be colored by the fragrance of familiar.

 

To stay in this sweet space of perfection, one cannot desire to give it away to another. In exchange for it’s teachings, it needs to receive the gift of opening.

To allow its fragrance to permeate, the petals to drop, and the pleasures to merge. 

No need to resist.

 

So repeat after me.

You are so ready.

 

 

A dream come true

A field of dreams carried you into my vision. I see you tracing footsteps in the sunlight. Flowers reaching up for your adoring embrace. An umbrella of birds now towering above you, dropping messages from a time and space not recognized in this form.

I witness a memory reaching for freedom. And gift of song from the trees echoing from above. A scenery painted in a spectrum of divinity expressing itself through a life long dream. A crack in the sky reveals a glimpse of heaven, and a gift of forever filled to the brim. Butterflies nesting in my stomach. Making beauty.

I see a landscape of possibilities. A taste of sweetness on my lips. It is Spring time, and flowers are blooming in my heart. I can see you clearly now. Arriving from a journey across a field of flowers. Vibrantly I see you and the essence of your soul. The honor you make choices from. The respect your energy sprouts from. And your dedication to a life full of meaning.

Life turns quiet as my inside turns on. Light flows in from everywhere. Reality turns like a switch. I feel a shock wave down my spine. My eyes now sharpen into a tunnel vision. I’m holding my breath as this meeting is leaving me paralyzed by recognition.

The air embraces me. I’m held by faith. And loved by you.


My heart is tickled by this mystical package and its sudden arrival. An impulse arises, a swirling desire to unlock the hidden essence of my life force, stored deep below for a rainy day. It must be rainy outside. I see rainbows everywhere.

I climb into the now fully, as if it’s my last chance to wear my best outfit. Speak my unconditional love. Share myself fully with you, with nothing hidden. A desire for you to experience me fully. I’m calling you with the grip of my gaze. I open myself in your direction.

I’m grounding myself into reality, while I’m sharing the preciousness of my existence with you. Sinking my feet into the present, wrapping my toes around the earth while drinking from you. Filling up from the inside out and extend my reach in the direction of now. The eternal residing in the now. I’m sharing in the eternal resting in the now. Forever present. Forever real. Forever and always.

Then breathe in the heavens and breathe out love fearlessly.

I’m Allowing myself to drop below and move from there. A surrender into myself. Falling into grace. Moving into stillness. And then expanding into life. Receiving me fully. Receiving you fully.

Allowing your love to penetrate my core. Vibrating into a light frequency of thin air. Merging with the wind. Weightless drifting through existence. Side by side. Watching as we near the horizon. Greeting the sun. Bubbling over from ecstasy. Claiming freedom as we drift on top of the light. Enhancing life by sharing ourselves fully with it. No holding back. Magnifying the vastness of our potential. Sharing our beauty with the world. Cups over flow with the fullness of life. Experienced through our journey expanding from love."

A calling Home

 

A calling echoes for myself … 
 
 
The time has arrived for me to put my stories on the floor and move the fuck on.  I will turn around one last time, and watch as my footprints are dissolving with my past. Carrying with them a platform for others on their journey upward in search of the light through the dark. 
 
 
An expression is forming from the depths of my soul surfacing with mystical medicine, spreading balance rippling across the earth, smothering the old and filling the cracks with a fragrance of harmony and receptivity.  An existence now turning back to nature, with new memories now in the making. Creating a life worth living filled with sensational victories and hearts exploding with exstacy.
 
I see my soul reaching for freedom
 
I’m opening myself in the direction of life and allow the vibration of my heart to permeate you, as I allow myself to be witnessed by you, in my dance through life. 
An expression from deep within, flowering from the inside out. Giving myself to myself, overflowing with love, too much to contain inside so please share in the overflow.
 
Continuing to drop into the unknown, naked, open and vulnerable.  And then moment by moment the unvailing begins. Dropping layer after layer. Bit by bit until I stand bare, naked and in full emptiness.
 
Empowered by pure feminine essence.  Receiving life. Receiving you. Receiving me.
 
Away I go.
 
Through the gates I go, diving into the dark, trusting the light in my heart to lead the way.
 
I am here. See me. Feel me. Watch me.
 
I see you. I feel you. And you are beautiful.
 
Watch me, as I loosen my grip, reaching for freedom, open my arms, leaning forward and let go into everything, resting in a place of nothing.
 
Choosing love remembering there is no death. My spirit has never died.
 
We all live forever.  And so as this knowing grounds into me, letting go of the illusion of death, I begin to fall into myself.  Falling … spiraling …. Falling …. Trusting ….
 
Dropping… I see life takes me by the hand and I begin to walk where spirits only reside, expressing my soul, voicing her wisdom through the strong vibration echoing in my heart.
 
A calling echoed for myself … a calling now answered.
 
I am finally home.