acceptance

As Long As You Like

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I will turn you into good
you can stay as long as you like
I’ll never bite, and I’ll never ‘should’
I will turn you inside out

The moments full of grasps
sets the tone for my life
Fighting for the lasts
pondering an afterlife

They show up like comrades
without warning or knowing
energetically linked with light
helping to keep me going

The only reason for a season
is to force us back together again and again
The changing leaves, the longing tides
it’s cooler now, we must gather and not hide

I will turn you into good
you can stay as long as you like
I’ll never bite, and I’ll never ‘should’
I will turn you inside out

Say what you say for one more day
so I can rise full of love, with a pace to slay
The words lay not just in my heart
but inside and around and glazed upon my skin

Painted into light, distinguished
singing with wings, swimming with breath
bursting with bright, following the depth
I watch the stars from a fluid place

Breaking free has an illusory feeling
I am here, feet on earth, hands in sky
Chose to come, chose to be, chose to give
I am here to feed, to heal and to undo the greed

The truth takes time to find
It’s there though, way deep inside the mind
Then poof, there is no going back
She is gone and found at the same time, without any lack

Let it come, let it run
Let it be, let it go
Let it shine, let it find
Let it grow, let it flow

Through empty forests
with wisdom too far known
Through terrifyingly wide waters
deeply held and spread, always alone

It is not without resistance
we are shapeshifters with gifts
to share, to blend and to receive
I wait in line, frozen, then… proceed

When You Came That Day

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When you came that day
I could not find a way to say
How your presence allowed me
To find a bit more glee

Lying there as the breeze came in
Your eyes and your heart brought me a grin
Within my soul, I felt it with all my might
So I decided, right then and there, to keep up the fight

The music you brought was familiar
As you strummed your guitar, I did remember
The days when we were young
When we had a little bit of fun

That time you tore off down the street
After the ball I threw at your feet
You raced like lightning
Watching you fly, was such a sighting

The thunder comes in waves
I miss you and regret my many ways
I wish I could tell you why
But it would make you cry

You showed up that day
So there isn’t any kind of way
I could bring sorrow
To your hopeful morrow

The past doesn’t matter
I left because I was full of chatter
Of the wrong kind
I was so blind

But I can see clearly now
And you showed me how
The way that you are
Completely raised the bar

Our story might be
One of tragedy
But like all losses
It doesn’t have to be

As my eyes closed and I listened
The stars I did see, they glistened
Your position and offer
Helped me not to suffer

For just a few moments
It was so very important
Your sound filled my heart
I dreamed of a fresh start

I can never explain my love
What lives inside you is something of a dove
For what you did for me
Has given an unlikely ability

To know your heart
And to see your start
On a journey
That I was never a part

You chose to show me
How kindness can be
After all these years
You took away my fears

This has given me power
To hang on and live for the flower
That I see blooming
Inside your garden, it is wonderfully soothing

You are not like the rest
The courage living in your chest
Amazes and delights
It fires up all the lights

It sure has given me strength
Your music, I wish it had no length
I could listen forever
Because it changes the weather

Outside and inside
The storm turned into pride
When you came that day
And decided to play

Decided to stay

Let Me Love

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Maybe we fall in love because we are supposed to break and have destroyed the person we used to be. Maybe we ought to run towards love precisely because, it might destroy us. And not just run towards love for the ordinary reasons of wanting to feel seen, appreciated, desired and cared for. Maybe we are supposed to throw our hearts out there as often as possible when opportunity arises instead of running from love and protecting our hearts. There is a far greater purpose in love than we ever realized I think, and we can’t reach this transformative realization until a period of complete destructive emotional collapse occurs.

Maybe the very nature of having loved is the process to enlightenment, growth, and the shedding of a layer that wasn’t supposed to be there forever.

The lessons, the difficulties, a wreckage of a part of ourselves that needed to be dismantled for good. Never to be the same person again, except now, that person today…an exponentially higher, stronger and more beautiful and powerful person than ever before.

The gifts of love and of loss, a personal gift to our sense of self that is completely aligned with our evolution. And even if the Universe could prevent it, it still would ensure your heart experienced the amount of demolition necessary in order to be reborn into the shining star that’s been there all along but just hadn’t yet reached that level of break in order to achieve the ultimate break-through.

Maybe being a love addict isn’t that bad. We are addicted for a reason, and that reason is always taking us closer to ourselves, raising our vibration so we radiate more and more within and outwards, so when people see us, meet us, hear us, touch us, they receive the love that is in ever abundance within us, that we carry always.

If someone is starved for love, I truly believe that eventually, the Universe will send them a special soul who has so much love, extra love to spare, so that that person’s empty and dry cup is finally able to be replenished.

Love is always the answer. Radical, messy, patient, unconditional love. No matter who you love, why you love, how you love, where you love, the purpose is just to…do it.

We are here to love and that’s it. Not to achieve, not to impress, not to harm, not to graduate with honours, not to win the most games, not to perform or to please, not to buy or sell the most stuff, not to show off, not to follow the leader, not to land the dismount, not to change what we look like, not to shoot for fame, not to climb the ladder, not to see the world.

The world is here to see us. To see us give love, receive love, to be destroyed and resurrected by love, and to never stop.