Entry #17 – Our habits. Don’t chase, change.

How do you feel about your 1 percent of successes and your 1 percent of failures. I’ve been on this thought for as long as the ice had taken to melt into my cold drink and I can’t help but wonder how did I become someone that craves communication just the way I crave understanding, when I think about this sentence I dive into my immediate life growing up, I think about how I had felt in situations that were hurtful to me but never the less they were also the truth, I thought about how my behaviour when hurt is similar to when I feel angry or unheard, I am learning the best ways to break out of this formation on thinking trying to outlook past my emotions seeing hurt and seeing the truth at the same time, feeling unheard and thinking patience, when we navigate to take up space like we have taught ourselves this whole 27 years we can’t help but direct the happenings by giving them their solution, we don’t like to ponder too often we are do’s which means after I have given breath to air I move, being stagnant has never been a quality that rests well inside of me, I too have spaces into myself that find room in our home that play into our fears and we sit with them sometimes, we welcome them even and in the end we become someone we do not recognise anymore, we will always notice our faults and we will always notice our strengths as best as we are learning to become. The idea is to not chase but change, the courage it holds to sit with your body and accept.

Melody of Being Animate: Poetry

Thank you, for your words and your actions. | 8.1.22

Poetry isn’t supposed to be beautiful, its not supposed to be anything. Poetry is that powerful that it holds space for us all, it gives without asking for anything in return, poetry give us meaning, it gives us connection, it keeps on learning to keep us informed about love. Poetry is many things, poetry has a galactic way about its form it not in our near speech, we are at peotrys mercy, poetry admires us because we bring poetry to life, poetry teaches us about balance, poetry gives us the tools and shows us our courage to use our tools to take our steps, poetry is not saying they are right, poetry is only half the journey your form is also your teacher. When we become poetry we are unlearning, when we become our form we are learning, we are never without each others guidance, we need poetry and poetry needs our form. —They don’t warn you about the magic or words separate from actions and actions separate from words, they only learn you what they mean together. The impact of words is the knowledge and the power, the impact of actions in the wisdom and the courage. We have always lived alongside both but never taught about their separate impact, one impact is always told to be more dominant to the other and this is wrong; Be mindful and be kind. The skills you learn in this lifetime will show who you are in the present, and who you’re claiming to become in future. Practice this kindness, thank poetry and form later if you must.—

Melody of Being Animate: Poetry

To the greatness of us all. | 5.1.22

To the nights where my mind is filled with more ache than thoughts, I tell her I will hold her for however many times she needs she is needed here our home together just like this and much more, I comfort her with my dreams we watch the two sun’s rise to remind us we have always also been the sun’s in our lifetimes, we sit in silence listening to the air make soft music creating notes into our home that soothe us here in this dream life, — when I wake find my mind in her solitude I am reminded of our bodies freedom, how each pulsed thought shares some of its truth here before it leaves our home, our air has always been fire proof we have been working with the new gifts for the purpose of moments of pure clarity on what to do with the idea that you have to be at your most welcomed self belief in love with you and I hope you find what time is to you about this memory. — affirm that you can, you will and you can, give yourself grace, you have to be willfully mindful of these paths they are made to cross create a life worthy of your help on a continuum, the choice is always yours for the seizing.

Melody of Being Animate: Poetry

Prosper. (Gods speed) | 5.1.22

So I’m sitting here juice mixed thinking about the currency in which we possess to thrive our lives, and I can’t help but feel as though my polymer needs to learn to work for me to the speed of my heart, my passion for a home has alway been my way of life, it has kept me safe in thinking the keep for independence and wellness will keep me alive long enough to see my inner peace. Like could you imagine what it would be like, —to wake to a dream that has been manifested to be built upon your own, I mean have you heard about how the stars are lights in the sky, have you seen the moon drop down to your eye level and you stare at each others light thinking I knew one day that this day would come I would be here and we would talk in light.— I can’t sleep, the insomniac in me is ragging with so much phenomena I can not contain her dragon breath no longer, —she is back with all her valour she thinks to have found a way to our dreams some more, thinks she can feel it in our eyes, see it in our heart and bend it in our mind;— she has woken from her sleep, and is ready to take on yet another the same way she skips to step to the beat of her own strum; We haven’t seen flowers lately nor rainbows for that matter, the best we have done is —be the rain our element has never been shy about her passing to the next future—, we crave this chance the same way the rain begs at our feet. Keep safe, na tuta onanana as we set mission intention in more —Prosperity.