Mindfully Blooming

  'And you held my lifeless frame.'   Taylor Swift ~ Because I don't want to talk about it, Because it hurts too much, The instant shock, the crumbling of us. Because I think about how things could've been If you'd agreed to hold my hand; To hold my frame for eternity's sand. How much deeper our sacred connection could've been, How we wouldn't have shed aching tears,  How our shaking frames would've shook of pleasure, Not numbing, freezing pain.  The future I thought we'd have in the tomorrow of us Crumbled in the blink of my waterfall eye. How things changed, how dreams faded away, how hearts did break. Life teaches us, love helps us grow,  The pain, the crumbling, the rebirth,  all hold a purpose in our soul's growth.  One day you wake up, you clearly see How light is illuminating the corners  of your soul's aching beats; You smile, you instinctively know You will be more than fine,  You'll soar and evolve; The crumbled debris of yo...

  I love you, I know The mesmerising look of your  Deep eyes, your warm soul. I love you, I know How you love me With your heart as a whole.  The blissful time spent,  The laughing in your bed,  Each warm embrace   A symbol of our intertwined flesh.  A frozen picture in my mind, How lovingly you held me that time, How you cried with me How we smiled, how we hugged. The crumbling of what was,  The undeniable shifting of us,  The rebuilding after the collapse;  Longing clarity on the new us,  Trusting though it’ll all work out.

  “In any given moment we have two options:  to step forward into growth or back into safety.”  Abraham Maslow ~ Tempting. Alluring. It is misleadingly simple to stay grounded in that zone of comfort and routine; to get out of bed knowing that what I am doing is something I’ve done for a long time and it’s familiar can be dangerously overpowering. And yet, I’ve reached a stage when I’ve realised it no longer fills my cup; it is not easy, rather painful to accept the fact that with each passing day my soul crumbles and reduces itself to a desperate call for something new, something that will help me feel alive and aligned. As the sun rises with the ticking tock of a determined clock and the moon dazzles me bright in the wise night sky with its certain truth, I am fully aware of the decisions I am committing to; the desire to break free from a draining, soul-consuming rhythm in my work life that, although rewarding and enjoyable at times, does no longer align with the rhyth...

  A concealed yes through actions and touch But I’m still confused, precious time going by.  Patient I’ve been -I know you love me back- But I can’t shake the idea that you might break my heart.  Your walls are up and mine went higher up When you said nothing, when your silence made  A puncture in my weeping heart.  Still, I want to trust in the journey, the universe and our path. I’ll try to let go, I’ll breathe and allow,  I know whatever is meant to happen Will run its course regardless of the dark downs.

Someday you'll realise  That the confusing shade of grey  Was actually pure white And that the truth you didn't want to acknowledge  Was in front of you all along shining bright.  Cry it out, get it out Let your broken heart weep out, Shrivel down but then stand up. You were not blind, you just believed in love.  You wanted to live life as us   But he fearfully froze numb; He retrieved into his aloof mind  And left you hanging in the painful dark.

  And I choose To wake up and smile To meditate and breathe It is not easy some days But worth it always is;  The birds that welcome the day Encourage me to get out of bed, The mat on the floor Invites me to stretch and move.  Keep going, one day at a time,  Move your body, smile a nd allow The magic of the universe  To unfold in front of your path. 

  A bubble ready to burst t hough not without Dancing in the air f or few more breaths.  The beauty that I've lived and the  Sights that I've blissfully seen;  How lucky I am to have lived this life.  Call it what you want but all the shades In the sky were a glorious classroom  That I am soon leaving behind.  The lesson that we eternally overcomplicate  Is undeniably simpler than we thought:  All that matters is kindness and love;  The soft smile, the hand extended,  The open door, the bursting heart.  All those preciously unique minutes,  Make them count,  Embody kindness, embody love.