28 Mar 2015

Birthright Bliss

She was a little child of three
She knew exactly how to Be
Like the sun knows how to shine
And the bird knows to fly free

But there were adults around her
Who thought that they knew better
Just how much she should shine
Just how her eyes should flutter

With their towering adult presence
And pointing fingers of judgement
They injected her with advice
And policed her wherever she went

She felt their intent to guide her
And she so badly wanted their love
She shut down her internal compass
And her connection to angels above

She accepted the 'rightness' of the adults
And the 'wrongness' of her being
She coached herself to hear their voice
And to see what they were seeing

Quite lost and confused she roamed
Seeking approval that came and went
She worked hard to 'get it right'
As forward and backward she bent

But today she saw the sun shining
Shining true to it's inherent nature
Following its own cosmic rhythm
Not 'adjusting' for every creature

She saw the flowers blooming free
Whether people approved or not
The flowers will not change their hues
No matter how sternly they're taught

She muses on the sun and flowers
And feels an acceptance of who she is
Her internal compass wakes up again
Nudging her back to her birthright bliss



















26 Mar 2015

My Eyes were Closed Awhile

Pink flowers outside the window
They look at me and smile
Nothing is lost, it never was
Just my eyes were closed awhile

The weather changes, that is her nature
And my nature is to observe
I am not designed to control or predict
Life's every bend and curve

8 Mar 2015

The Gift of Slammed Doors

It looked like they were slamming doors
Harshly on my face
It looked like they were throwing me out
And putting dogs on my chase

I ran, I left, I fled from them 
Scared and feeling let down
And then I saw a rainbow ahead
Revealing gates to a brand new town

I walked in gingerly through the gates
Not knowing what to expect
Could this be a place, I might be treated
With love and with respect

The earth beneath my feet felt good
The wind caressed my face
Smiles and songs welcomed me
Into this unknown place

I paused, I sat, I stood, I danced
I could be true to myself here
I rejoiced that I had found a place
Where I could live without fear

I thanked those who had slammed doors
And had forced me to flee
I accept their gift as nudges of love
That helped in setting me free





2 Mar 2015

Growth Pains

Teary eyed I looked to the sky
And shouted, 'I hate my existence'
'Why are these things happening to me'
'This just does not make sense'

Anger steamed out of every pore
I became a steaming kettle
My heart felt like a formidable place
Made of red hot molten metal

I felt a whisper in my ear
So I paused and I heard it say,
'These are your playground obstacles
And your life is only play'

'It was never meant to be all rosy
We did not design to please
We designed to challenge you instead
We designed to trigger and tease

And you designed it along with us
You put these obstacles here
You put in just the right challenges
To bring out that wonderful tear'

'Wonderful tear?' I stood there dazed
Did I really plan this for me
Have I designed all these struggles
To become the best that I can be?

I paused in thought, indeed it was
An interesting idea to behold
'Just the right level of challenge'
Is what the voice had told

So if my obstacles are getting larger
Then that could only imply
My capacity to face them has expanded as well
I have grown even though I cry