Lessons in Self-Love

Lessons in Self-Love
By: Charlie Chaplin

As I began to love myself
I found that anguish and emotional suffering
Are warning signs that I was living
Against my own truth.
Today, I know this is authenticity.

As I began to love myself
I understood that I am always in the right place
At the right time and everything happens
Exactly at the right moment,
So I can be calm.
Today, I know this is self-confidence.

As I began to love myself
I stopped longing for a different life,
And I could see that everything around me
Was inviting me to develop.
Today, I know this is maturity.

As I began to love myself
I stopped filling every minute
And designing huge projects for the future.
Today, I only do what brings me joy;
Things that I love to do, and that make my heart cheer,
In my own way and at my own pace.
Today, I know this is simplicity.

As I began to love myself
I let go of everything that was no good for me:
Food, people, things and situations
And everything that drew me down and away from myself.
At first I called it healthy egoism,
Today, I know this is loving yourself.

As I began to love myself
I understood how much I offend others
When I try to force my desires on them,
Even though I know the time is not right,
And the person is not ready for it –
Even if that person is me.
Today, I know this is respect.

As I began to love myself
I stopped trying to always be right,
And ever since, I’ve noticed more and more often
That nothing is black and white.
Today, I know this is modesty.

As I began to love myself
I refused to go on living in the past
And worrying about the future.
Now, I only live in the moment, in the here and now,
Where everything is happening,
And I call it fulfillment.

As I began to love myself
I realized that my thoughts can run away with me
And make me feel bad.
But as I listened to my heart,
My mind became a valuable ally.
Today, I call this connection wisdom of the heart.

As we begin to love ourselves
We no longer need to fear confrontations
With ourselves or others.
Even stars collide, and new worlds
Are born from that.
Today, I know this is life.

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One day, the world will dance for you

One day, the world
Will dance for you,
So don’t stop your crying
if it can ease the pain,
Those puddles will grow into lakes
And the sky of your lifetime
Will silver in a waxing sun,
Bleaching dusk into dawn.

One day, you will carry
Their sand in your hourglass,
So don’t let the world sugar-coat your
Lemon-puffed eyes to stop the tears,
Breathe hard against the winds
Trying to catch you in a storm of
Foreign thoughts.

One day, your feet
Will lift from the ground,
So don’t let your heart become skinny
from spreading out too far,
Even feathers can grow heavy
in the pouring rain,
And singular exhales come
With a far too heavy price.

Walking down a lonely road

I’m walking down a lonely road
I wish time wasn’t walking along,
Seeing faces and places;
Reminders of home.

There is snow on the signposts,
Autumn’s clutter in the guts,
Beaten down tracks of
Asphalt and stone.

I’m walking down a lonely road
I wish I wasn’t walking alone,
Seeing white-painted crossings
Faded and gone.

There are untouched skipping stones
In sea-washed harbors,
And crab traps left
To yellow and grow old.

I’m walking down a lonely road
Where possibilities’ shop
Has long since been closed,
Leaving only in its wake
Miles and miles of unclaimed love.

Dreams of You

I am adrift
In the world
Only leaping
At surfaces
At certain fated
Times.

As if I am riding
An air current high above
Green coastal woodland ,
My mind spread and curved
With thoughts
Wrapped around
Dreams of you.

I don’t need your advice

Without you
Birds color
Blind
Across the sky
And fields darken
Into night.

But I don’t need your advice
Or your condescension
I’d rather Walk by myself.

Love is not about
Controlling someone
It is a about letting free.

We all have holes in our chain mail
Where swords can pierce,
And you know all of mine.

So don’t shake your head
When I squirm
And fidget ,
For love is not about
Controlling someone
It is about letting free
The spirit within
And learning to let go
Of the ego
That lurks behind
The passion
That claims possession.

I don’t need your advice
Or your condescension
I’d rather Walk by myself,
Unless you can learn to love
Me for for who I am,
And for who
I want to be.

For Without you
Birds color
Blind
Across the sky
And fields darken
Into night.

People Journey

People journey
Like eyes across a map,
Walking above names
Of countries, unaware
Of steps crossing invisible
Borders.

Times of night,
Times of day, coming and going
As though a thousand miles
Never were left in the wake
Of exhaustion.

Something spinning,
Something changing, but never enough
To alter a destiny written in hearts,
Pierced by deprivation, by longing,
Never quiet long enough
To stop journeying,
Like wayfaring birds across beaches,
Sworn to secrecy
By a dream
forbidden by Impossibility.

People journey
Like eyes across a map,
Walking above names
Of countries, unaware
Of steps crossing invisible
Borders.

People Journey…

Without You

Without you
I’ve got a weightless heart,
Letting winds change my way.
I am like a bird above the sea,
Always on my way home.

Plant me in soil,
Anchor me at sea
I will drift,
Without you…

Without you
I am a prayer without direction,
A country without coordinates,
My only compass made up
of debris from a memory of you.

Plant me in soil,
Anchor my at sea
I will drift,
Without you…

Without you
I am a barren paradise,
A colorless dream…

Plant me in soil,
Anchor my at sea
I will drift,
Without you..
Without you…