What kind of King will I be?

Posted September 10, 2014

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Letting these words write themselves,

surrendering to what’s needing to come out.

Giving up to the rhyme that births its own meaning and dictates itself.

I wish I could take credit but its something greater steering the ship bringing me to new heights if I let it.

Getting easier to be a bystander because life is just grander when viewed from afar.

My microscope betrayed me, couldn’t understand the close up picture the way I needed to.

Lightning bugs don’t belong in a jar.

Had to set it all free and know that the plan that named me king,

and supreme ruler of everything was not a mistake.

Think bigger, know it all, rule it with freedom have the wisdom to let nature take.

When the big picture comes into focus and your eyes are finally allowed to see, sit back with your crown on your head survey this lovely land and ask yourself what kind of king will I be?

Happy Birthday Love

Posted September 9, 2014

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To you a birthday
to me another chance
to show you a good time
another dance
another day
I can call you mine

When I hear others wish you well
and your eyes light up
and your spirits lift
I feel a sweetness clear as a bell
my cup fills up
as though I have received a gift

Thank this lovely world
for loving her as much as I do
happy to get this all so pleasantly twisted
I fell like its my day just as much as my special girl’s
with every heart beat, forever anew
historians will tell the tale, with confidence,
that a perfect love existed.

The Fortress

Posted September 6, 2014

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Do not build a fortress around what you love…
Instead build your fortress out of love–
Steadfast, impenetrable.
But, most importantly, with a large door so you can let everyone in.

Arrival

Posted September 5, 2014

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I want to give you something,
it’s a special treasure that was marked with an X on a old map I found.
It spelled out a terrain of complexity and wonder.
A vast expanse of ups and downs, bodies of water, and fantastic foliage.
A Neverland of sorts, always just beyond your feet–would certainly have to fly to get there.

We have come such a long way to find this gift.

-tion

Posted September 1, 2014

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Procrastination
hesitation
and wild speculation
will only serve in the perpetuation
of agitation and a fixation
on the administration’s installation instead of the aspiration to elevation through meditation
that is your ultimate destination

Apple Cart Tippers

Posted August 29, 2014

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agitation
grimaces
brow furrows, anguishes, regrets
tedious stresses
apple cart tippers
abrupt lane changers
micro managers
screamers
beaters, leavers, haters
thieves, litterers
do-nothings
and hoard-it-alls

I will most surely meet you today
and when I do
I will embrace you
with patience, kind words, and
the unconditional love that I have failed to give you thus far

and when I have perfected my practice
there will only be

tingles
smiles
sweet nostalgia
exciting changes
baskets of fruit
wide open roads
partnerships
singers, lovers, givers,
and need nothings
because we have it all….