Barely touching the ground

I am a tree growing up-side down

My crown barely touching the ground

Just enough for little frightened birds

To seek shelter under from the eagles.

I am a tree growing up-side down

My roots securely fastened above.

But it is so far away…

It is unfair, I have realized that now,

Comparing all love to the one I am planted in.

No one will ever live up to it.

Maybe that is why I will always be just a little bit lonely.

They all say I am an Angel…

It rains when I cry; stars come out when I am alone.

Maybe that is why they mistake my leaves for wings.

But I am a tree growing up-side down

And I sprout beautiful flowers in the spring.

Otherwise, why on earth would I be here?

But don’t you realize… when you touch me…

Your touch reaches further than you think

And when you make me cry…

My tears come from somewhere far away…

So be gentle, be kind, and accept that I might always be

Just a little bit lonely… even with your arms around me.

I am a tree growing up-side down

My crown barely touching the ground

Just enough for you to reach

When you stand

on your toes.

The world needs you!

The world needs you, more than you need the world! Claim your light, embrace the warmth, give yourself confidence to step forward! Stay centered and grounded in your core and shine calmly, but steadily so as not to be too soon burned down by the inner drama of your emotions. You truly can make a difference! You are a creator of spiritual and creative abundance! Be innovative and follow your own path when it comes to career and purpose. Be an advocate for your principles and don’t let fear come in your way. Know when you are right and have the courage to never back down when you are called upon to claim your personal power. There is immense beauty in bravery!

Angels can’t love

I walk into the shop I’ve been to many times before.

But now I am someone else.

I see them in there.

Those who come from the past.

They look different.

They see me.

Eyes opening wide.

They see me.

They see that I am beautiful.

More beautiful than before.

They walk over to me.

They want to be close to me.

Arms reaching for me.

That is when I see him.

Something passes between us.

A movement.

But he is not the one to protect me

when the war comes.

When the machine guns come.

Someone else steps in front of me.

I wait for death.

But it doesn’t come.

I see him again.

He is kneeling down.

Someone points a gun at me.

I start crying.

Wings slowly grow

from his shoulder blades.

The soldiers smile and nod their heads.

“Finally,” they say.

“That is what it took.”

They lay down their guns.

I am still crying.

I am safe.

But I am not loved.

Angels can’t love humans.

Not the way we need to be loved.

Exclusively. Exceptionally.

As though we were the only one

needing to be loved

by them.

*This is actually a dream I had while sleeping.

Dive! Explore! Soar!

Within you there is ability without limitations, an abundance of creativity and talent. And all it takes for you to manifest this is for you to pursue the things that make you happy! Believe in yourself! Have confidence in that fact that it is your passions, the things you love, that will lead you to your divine life purpose if you just let yourself soar, diving into the depth of who you are and sharing that essence with likeminded people. Loving yourself means giving yourself a chance to explore all that you are and having faith in the fact you have something extraordinarily valuable and unique to share with the world. For that is your true purpose in life. Dive! Explore! Soar!

I have a dream…

I have a dream of a world without boundaries, without money, without leaders… I have a dream of a world where we are all allowed to pursue our talents, our passions, cultivate what we are truly good at and where every talent receives its due respect. Where someone who is good at building houses is treated with reverence because without them we would have no roof over our heads, where someone who is good at making clothes is held in highest regard because without them we would all freeze to death, where someone who is empathic and insightful is treated with admiration because without them we would have no one to help us solve crisis and sort out problems, where someone who farms the land is considered to be the most important person of all because they feed us.

I have a dream of a world where you grow, not where you are planted, but where you choose to grow based on your own needs. Where you can settle down, build a home where you know you will truly bloom. Where a farmer is understood to have a bigger piece of land to farm our food, where a doctor is welcomed to a plot in the town because we all know they need to be close to their patients, where an artist is encouraged to build a house on a cliff overlooking the sea to soak up the inspiration pouring in from the ocean. Where we take no more than we need. And happily let other people do the same.

I have a dream of a world where pursuing your talent is considered to be a gift and practicing it a chance to hone in on your skill and evolve your craft, where making a garment, treating a patient, building a house for someone, giving someone council, telling a story, playing music, fixing a tool, planting a tree, is a way to do what you love the most, a gift to yourself, not something you do to make money and accumulate wealth and building status.

I have a dream of a world where kindness, empathy, creativity, exploration, generosity and spirit are the only leaders we need to guide us, and finding a way to discover this leadership within ourselves the only road to morality we need to walk.

Am I dreamer? Yes. Do people laugh and me and call me naïve when I talk like this. Yes. Do I believe it is one day possible? Absolutely! And today, tomorrow and the day after that I am going to do my best to live as though this dream was already reality. Believing in it bravely and audaciously.

From a fallen leaf to a Rose petal

You say you are afraid of losing consciousness

Every time you close your eyes you disappear

From the world into darkness.

You say you are afraid of being conscious

Of your own beating heart and human breath

Ephemerally moving to fall.

But have you ever considered that within

The same quiet darkness,

Within the same stream of consciousness

A seasonless awareness flows effortlessly

Remembering every moment you held

Where every breath rejuvenated

A new spring destined to make you flower

From darkness,

Giving form and color to the most

Memorable season of all:

Your beating heart, your human breath.

Moments you touch with your fingertips,

Touch them with wonder, not with fear.

They are the hands that will

Rise you up from the dreaded motionless river

That made you and that will remake you

From a fallen leaf to a rose petal

In the quiet darkness you carry within.

Night Blooming Jasmine

Sometimes when night comes

You wish

You were a wildflower

Tucked away in a forest field

Patiently waiting

To grow towards the light.

But your dreams are different.

Your wishful thoughts

Have always seemed too old

For your tender years.

But if you stay awake

And challenge your fears

You will see that you, my friend,

Are a Night Blooming Jasmine

Whose love is as vast

As the night’s layers of darkness,

Your heart’s soft petals

Unfolding the sweetest sense

Of home,

And you will discover

That you already are

Where you truly belong.

Trust yourself

When your heart is open to be guided by the soul, the part of you that belongs to eternity, you can be assured that you are doing exactly what you are supposed to do. Everything will fall into place as long as you notice and follow the small signs that occur on a daily basis. Train yourself to keep your focus intact so that you truly see them. You might find that new ideas and ways of dealing with life may suddenly pop into your head. Follow these ideas. If you do, your life will move in the right direction; towards harmony and balance. You already have everything you need inside of yourself. Trust yourself.

Will we flow along with the changes?

Pure faith and guileless motives inspire trust and love. Your connection to your faith, religious or not, is part of your life’s purpose. Notice how messages in your surroundings become clearer when you pay attention to this connection. Messages can be signs, like a spontaneous meeting with an animal or a dream you keep having, or just an intuitive feeling. The energy of transformation surrounds us all, will we flow along with it or resist it? It might manifest differently for different people, notice the additional meanings of these changes and which message clicks as your truth.

Misfit stars

Spasms of misfit stars

Rise above well placed

Constellations.

Feathered things sway

in the light.

Parts of planets

Live in me

Waiting for my love

To be fixed.