cloud my mind, remember.
I am held.
There must have been a storm
that rained above your house,
the winds made a mess
of your room.
Empty and spent,
now all hollowed out,
left cold and dark
like a tomb.
Small fragments of who
you once called yourself
are strewn all over
the floor.
And the things that you thought
you needed the most
blown out through
the wind-slammed door.
But there must have been a strength
that stood within that storm.
For you are still standing,
you're here!
And nothing can touch you or
rob you of you.
Not worry, nor guilt,
nor fear.
The you who remains,
stripped clean by the storm
from the rough outer shell
of your seed
is the beautiful soul
who, once clothed in rags
now, standing here naked
is freed.
Enter in
Through the gateway of peace
Leave the noise
And the worries behind.
Breathe deep
And relax
For now you are safe,
No judgement here you'll find.
Remember the truth
Of who you are,
Your beauty
Reflected, behold.
See Life unfettered,
It flows like a stream,
Your story
Is free to unfold.
Answer the call
That sings to your soul
Like birdsong
From above.
Go out
In your strength,
You're never alone
Connected to life-giving Love.
I am
a survivor, a fighter,
and I learned to be the driver.
I am
a dreamer, a creator,
and a master manifestor.
I can sense the
Life Force Energy
everywhere I go.
I embrace this
life of beauty,
living in Abundant Flow.
She knows
the flow and ebb of life,
the high of joy,
the low of strife.
Magic calls
to me today,
it whispers on the breeze.
It echoes through
the joyful birdsong,
whistles through the trees.
It sparkles in
the dappled sunlight,
flutters on the leaves.
It chuckles in
the flowing stream
that puts my mind at ease.