I just want to lay my head on your chest and rest my arm around you
underneath the stars, on a warm summer evening
while the music plays
where for a moment I feel safe
and that desire for the moment to never change creeps in
I just want to hold on longer, I just want to stay here
To look up and see the light shine from your blue eyes
To feel the gentle rising and sinking of your chest
To forget about the worries, the to do’s
and to just exist next to you.
The time is now
To love
To swim in the ocean
To get the back tattoo your mother told you not to
To feel the wind on your skin
To look up at the moon and howl like a wolf
To say “I’m sorry”
To say “I love you”
To laugh
To dance without caring what anybody else thinks
To bake cookies and offer it to your neighbors
To call your daughter
To write the book
To book a one way flight to London
To release the past
To paint
To kiss
To just fucking LIVE
We’re on a “planet” (this is what we call it, whatever “it” is this is) traversing through space at insane speed, with intelligent bodies and food just growing off the land so we could eat it… like c’mon on.. WTF is going on?
You better start acting like this is magical and CARPE THAT DIEM
There might as well be unicorns riding on leprechauns while doing back flips and eating donuts because none of this makes sense
I am literally typing on a “computer” with intelligent hands who respond to an intelligent brain and then fucking sending this out into the ethers so your intelligent, magnificent eye could read it. LIKE WTF?
If you’re not just losing your shit 24/7 at this marvel, I dunno what else needs to happen for you to awaken to the magic waiting for you to behold it
Ahhhh
The time is fucking NOW
To rise up
and be the most amazing you, you could be
If this was a symphony we’re about to hit the climatic moment
A kaleidoscope of flavors, colors, sounds, tongues
HEARTS ARE OPEN
I am ready to receive
I am ready to give
To surrender to life
While also standing true to that which I am
Neither this nor that
Neither here nor there
Neither this or that
Nothing – Something – Paradox
Folding unto itself in the hopes of squeezing out something…..
Could we finally look into each other’s soul and admit the full truth?
Could we look in each other’s eyes and finally know?
I don’t know
But I think it’s time we at least fucking try
do you ever fall in love with strangers?
and then create a whole fantasy and picture in your mind of what life will look like together?
How you’ll cuddle all night
wake up and stare at each others eyes
in awe, in joy, in complete peace
you wish time would stop moving, because you’re just so cozy, comfortable, and want for nothing
you make the bed and waltz into the kitchen
he plays some good tunes
*sizzle* *sizzle*
eggs on a pan, he comes up behind you and hugs you
you’re wearing his white cotton button shirt
The sun is shining through the window, the birds are chirping
coffee brewing
And you both start swayin’
……
all because he simply said hello
lol
Do you ever wonder if you’re looking at the moon at the same time as your soul mate you haven’t met yet?
Perhaps he is in his room playing the guitar wishing you were there…
While you write on your journal wondering where he is….
A quantum entanglement of simultaneous events unfolding…..
Life is art.
if I could describe our relationship in one word,
”disappointment” would probably be a good one.
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and I hate that
because I don’t wanna think of you that way
and I don’t wanna feel that
and I hate that it IS that
And therefore, it has to be rectified.
Perhaps with an ending and going our separate ways. Perhaps with becoming better as individuals and meeting back up when the time is right. Perhaps with simply acknowledging and accepting what is and not making anything of it. Perhaps some whole other outcome I can’t even think of.
but it can’t be like this
I can’t let it be a disappointment
I can’t let it be less that perfect
it IS
or it isn’t
and I want it to be GOOD
so damn GOOD
so damn right it blows your mind
I want the RIGHT and CORRECT answer
beyond a shadow of a doubt
it is SO GOOD
and SO RIGHT that anything other, above, or beyond cannot be conceived or imagined because IT IS ALL OF THAT and MORE all in ONE
all and done
So GOOD and SO PERFECT that there is nothing left to add, utter, conceive, say, do, be or have
that’s IT
THAT’S IT!!!
THAT’S
it
It’s the middle of the night and I’m fantasizing about living a million different lives…
How I wish I could be a Carrie Bradshaw dressed in Vera Wang, waltzing around the streets of New York City in dazzling high heel shoes. A trace of delicate perfume in the air on a summer evening, headed to a cocktail party with the girls.
Then I fantasize about having an eat, pray, love story in Bali. Barefoot. Mala beads. Light, flowy dress. Cross legged. Smoke of an incense dancing in a small, colorful room decorated with Buddha heads, meditation pillows, and ancient philosophy books sprawled on wooden tables.
Ahhhh
I wish there was time to do it all. To live the different flavors of life. To taste the different vibes. To embody the energy of different realities and get to live it all.
Sigh.
Life’s weird.
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Well, let me tell you about my love life.
I’m currently with a man who is sweet,
but it feels like so many parts of me with him are dead.
Like that deep, earthy part that years to get completely submerged in inexplicable love that goes beyond senses.
The part that wants to be fully seen and understood without judgement.
The part that feels comfortable with silence and can rest peacefully in tune with all that is–no wants, no worries, just pure ease and bliss. Like “This is it!”
The part that feels like an embodied woman-sexy, wild, free, shameless. In full feminine energy, embracing her body, her cycles, her perfect imperfections.
The part that feels both like a queen and a little girl. Loved and looked after. Honored and respected.
Lol
am I delusional?
a part of me just thinks I should be happy with what I have. That I shouldn’t “self sabotage” because of some fantasy.
But I can’t help but wonder if maybe…
just maybe… there are still parts of me in the space time continuum that are waiting to mature. Waiting to be unlocked and unleashed. But not just yet. Not right now.
You don’t control if someone loves you
You don’t control if someone stays
I know the tendency is to be hyper vigilant
To want to monitor
To want to be on the lookout for if the person is going to slip, cheat, hide something, lie, do something you wouldn’t want them to do
but is that how you want to live?
If someone is going to do something they want to do, your vigilance isn’t going to make it stop
it’s better to talk about it, in a healthy way
to ask direct questions
To share openly and honestly
to acknowledge that nothing and no one is yours
nothing and no one belongs to you
you are borrowing everything and everything in this life is temporary
you get to experience things and people and events temporarily
everything is slipping away from you each second
and eventually you die
that is what happens
you and this person you’re obsessed with are both going to die
and so will everyone you love and care about
and so will your pets
Everything will pass away eventually
so… what’s the point of freaking out about something that is inevitably going to end anyway?
I don’t mean to get all dark on you
it’s just a reality
We don’t talk about these things but unless you can transfer your consciousness to a robot body or if there is an after life (which who really knows what that’s really like), you will die and all things will change and pass away — right or wrong?
All this is to say… ALLOW what IS to be
Learn to detach and let go when it’s time
Enjoy things and life while you can, as often as you can, for as long as you can
Deal with things with more grace
Hold yourself with more composure
which isn’t to say it isn’t painful
it’s painful if your significant other cheats, lies, flirts with someone else
it’s painful when people pass away
it’s painful when we lose what we love
honor the pain
cry, journal about it, get therapy, feel the hormones course through your body sending uncomfortable signals all through your system — stomach clench, heart race, rage, sadness, powerlessness, ego punched in the face
life sometimes is also like this — merciless, dark, painful, void
But it’s also full of beauty, forgiveness, rebirth, understanding, revival — love.
You gotta take the good with the bad
and realize you don’t always have control
yes sometimes you are powerless and life will bring you to your knees — but not always
Sometimes we just have to surrender
surrender to what IS
We can’t argue with what is and trying to control it and force it to be different isn’t going to change it
you can always talk about it — you can always try
try to make the best of it, try to find the best way forward
but if something isn’t
then — it isn’t
Love is an incredible drug
Once I have it I’m so afraid to lose it
and if I give it, sometimes I fear it’ll be rejected
so at times I withhold it… because if I admit I love you, really love you, then I am vulnerable. I’ve given my power away.
You love me now, but will you love me tomorrow?
I think about how time takes everything away… and eventually we say good bye to everything in this material world
Everything is borrowed. Temporary. Here and then not here.
Ain’t that some shit?
But that’s also a very limiting perspective of what the possibilities really are. So don’t let my cynicism bring you down.
Have you ever watched the movie, “What dreams may come”?
Perhaps life is more romantic than I think it is.
Perhaps it’s more magical than I allow it to be.
Perhaps it’s more beautiful than the jaded part of me allows me to see.
Anyway…
I don’t wanna be cynical and negative
and keep complaining to you like I always do
But I wanted to vent a little bit…
Other things I’ve been reflecting on:
“We’re all walking each other home” a quote I’m heavily resonating with.
We need to get our shit together.
The “they” and “them” we keep waiting to do something about our problems is me and you.
It’s up to us to stir this ship in the direction we wish it to go.
Older generations dying off – and we are the leaders of today’s world.
We are the doctors, the teachers, the janitors, the law makers, the jail keepers, the deli clerk, the guy in the corner asking for a dollar — it’s us. This is it and this is us. This is our planet in the condition that it’s in. Thank you for all you do.
Thank you for the roads, they get us to and from places.
Thank you for the food you planted: we can just easily choose them in our abundant markets. Thank you for the water in my pipes. Thank you for pizza. For electricity. For my iPhone. For the music you make.
You’re all incredible.
Room for improvement? Yes. Complaining isn’t enough. We have to DO something about it. Taking accountability and with loving kindness, compassion, order, justice and with virtue construct what we wish to see.
Ego, tame it.
I’m sorry goes a long way. Be willing to accept you’re not perfect either. Be willing to take accountability for your side and part of the equation. We’re all human and make mistakes. Forgive. Heal. Let go. Move on. Restore.
What’s the point of creating suffering for each other? It’s much better if we’re having fun. If we’re healthy. If we are using our brain power for good. To have an awesome and lovely party here on our beautiful planet Earth. Walking each other through the days that unfold.
Be kind
Have patience
Plant good seeds
Let’s take care of each other
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also,
I think I’m in love.
And I’m excited and scared all at the same time
but what I really want most is to trust
trust the process
trust life
and maybe to believe in God again
a good God
One that truly cares about all and is for all, even the naughty ones in the bunch – without judgement
just love
Pure love
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oh,
I think I also want a baby. Lol
absurd! I never thought I’d say that
but first, I’m more focused on building security
and finding myself, my voice, and be more ingrained and aligned in my work.
Maybe I’ll adopt.
but honestly who knows… I can die tomorrow for all I know (here’s my cynicism again 😩). I can be so dark sometimes but also so light — it’s annoying to hold both these energies. Can’t I just be normal? Can’t I just be a normal person who doesn’t think so much and feel so much? Is that what normal even is?
ok I’m done
If you’re reading this, wow
you’re the real MVP
I’ve always dreamt of having people read my words 🥹
you’re a dream come true
thank you
I love you
^ I don’t even know you, how can I say I love you
I don’t know, I think I just do
Every now and then I think of you
like today when I got a whiff of the way your laundry smelled
not all laundry smells the same
yours always smelled distinctly good…
Sometimes the memories just pop back up
Your tall ceilings
drinking morning coffee while we sun bathed in your yard
tender moments in the shower
your cool red lamp and the smell of palo santo
the depth of your soul
the width of your mind
playing music in your office room
playing cards
your laugh that didn’t happen all that easily so when it did it was extra special
exploring consciousness
dropping into the body in ways I hadn’t done before
your exquisite home cooked meals
talented creations & artistry
your amazing dog
and comfortable, lux sofa.
Sometimes I wonder if you think about me too.
If so, when?
When you’re lonely and wish you hadn’t let me go?
When you’re having so much fun that you’re glad you let me go?
In passing?
Not like it even matters.
I hope you’re happy now
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