we sit side by side crisscross applesauce at the back of the room
i used to be a romantic she says as the smoke curls around her head
listening quietly i try not to swat at the smoke
understanding that this feeling that she is feeling just needs time and healing
i join her in her darkness with my tiny light
hold my hand i say
don’t start that goofy holistic shit says my dead hearted friend
this makes me laugh and she half smiles
hand still outstretched
she takes it
tears stream down her face as she ashes into the potted plants
holding hands we sit side by side crisscross applesauce at the back of the room
I take that whole govern yourself accordingly shit seriously.
I know that my present moment responses will directly affect my future…
I move slower than my patience can handle sometimes – but I see the lesson in this too; I am building patience muscle.
My slow movement is so that I can give myself time to think and feel and then move deeper than those thoughts and feelings because inspired action infused with love comes from somewhere deeper- somewhere more in line with who God created us to be.
I know that it will get easier and more automatic to respond from a higher vibration place no matter who or what I encounter.
Govern yourself accordingly Tiffany and remember you are supported.
Connected and protected
Bathing in a sea of sound
She got lost in the beat
Changing in a way you could never see
Washed away in the best way
Amplified by this electrical musical ride
The hertz dispelling the hurt
She got found in the beat
Bathing in a sea of sound
Writer’s Note: been swimmin’ in my heart lately – some late spring cleaning – makin’ space for some new shit…laughs
I put my mental, physical, spiritual, and financial health first. Unapologetically.￼
I am honest about what I can and can not handle and I say no to carrying anyone’s burdens or stresses.
This does not make me weak.
When things seem overwhelming I take a moment to check in with God and myself reaching out to my support system if I need to.
I am not perfect by any stretch of the imagination and I release guilt for not always handling things “perfectly”.
I surround myself with unconditional genuine love and I thank God for it.
I have all that need.
He was God sent.
Aware of her imperfections, he could never place her on a pedestal because she was too beautifully human to be pressured with perfection.
Laughing at her mad face he squeezed her anxiety away with a tight hug. She just wanted some quality attention and in spite of her words, he knew her intentions. They showed in her actions.
He reminded her to put herself first and never missed an opportunity to thank her for being herself especially as she quietly cared for others with love in her heart.
She was far from perfect, full of passion, and sometimes not very patient. But he knew what he knew and he felt what he felt; she was God sent too.
The late blooming wild flower could not be rushed. She moved in God’s time.
When we take the time and energy to cultivate love and positivity within ourselves we must remember to never allow anyone to fuck up our garden.
The late blooming wall flower could not be crushed. Angels protected her gold mine/mind.