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  • bloom

    March 28th, 2023

    In honor of spring, here are a few unposted pieces I wrote last year when I decided I was ready to bloom. Even though I was on a posting break this time last year, I still wrote every day – it’s fun to look back on what blooming felt like back then and what it is to me now.


    I remember the day
    when I walked away
    wished I said something more
    or stood up for me at my core

    for a while, it stung
    all the words I wish I’d sung
    but gratitude healed the wound
    my true self, I finally found

    if I ever tasted confidence
    it was just a higher consciousness
    now, it’s a flavor I know
    a light forever aglow

    so, regret and I have met
    but love and I made a bet

    with a little sip of remorse
    I’d find freedom as a course
    and realize I am source


    Clouds are flying past the mountains
    Wishes are made beyond the fountains
    It’s like forgetting you can apply the brakes
    Time is frozen and there are no mistakes

    We wish upon a shooting star
    We look for the future wide and far
    But looking within is not thought of and simply bizarre
    It’s like never checking your speed in the car

    There’s so much beauty in space
    When there’s no clock or place
    Dreaming of something real
    Reality is a reflection of what you feel

    It’s just like driving
    There’s a destination
    But the fun isn’t in arriving
    It’s in enjoying the duration

    Purely living from the beat of our heart
    is a journey and an art
    As you would put your foot on the pedal
    it’s just like being your own medal


    The hardest part is the beginning
    When I have a thought but it’s just spinning
    The lights are on, but I’m still a little color blind
    My mind and reality just waiting to be aligned

    When I make it to the next part
    I can hear the beat of my heart
    The words jump to my fingers
    It’s all working, the flow lingers

    Then comes the test
    Time to decide all the rest
    I could hold my ground and stay
    Or I could run in a new way

    When I make a choice
    I re-find my voice
    Innovation is the track I race on
    Lapping versions of me every dawn

    Endings are rarely easy
    But when I trust me, it’s breezy
    This piece becomes complete, now it’s time to live
    Life is never concrete, always a lesson to give

  • scene

    March 24th, 2023

    we’re alerted by dings
    through little boxes that light up our screen
    we tune in when it rings
    letting this machine set our scene

    what if we were alerted by an internal ding
    a little chime that lights up what’s beyond the screen
    what if we tuned in before hearing a ring
    living what’s within, creating our every scene

    we once lived in a world without dings
    a little existence lit up by humans, not a screen
    we tuned in to whistles of nature, not blatant rings
    listening to the heart, forgetting there was a scene

    like anything, there is joy and goodness in every ding
    sometimes the message lights up the inner screen
    sometimes a smile comes when we hear that ring
    knowing that connection is real and more than a scene

    if we’re being fully true, life is more than a ding
    being yourself is so much more than acting on a screen
    there is a rhythm within, a natural ring
    harmonizing our moments, aligning every scene

    -Grace

  • speechless

    March 21st, 2023

    there are times i’m out of words
    and it makes me question
    what it means to be a writer
    but those speechless times
    bring my words to life
    it’s in that silence and in that zone
    where my words carry weight
    there is no word without purpose
    a word has a code rooted within
    i can sort some syllables
    and make sentences rhyme
    but there’s nothing more real
    than a true word
    stacked with another
    and flowing into something bigger
    yet the truest part of a word
    is what it means to me
    what it means to you will be different
    and that’s the beauty of truth
    we awaken our own dreams
    maybe that’s why there are people
    and there are creators

    -Grace


    Author’s Note – I wrote this yesterday in all of 15 minutes, I was in that zone :). And upon catching up on my reader this morning, I realized today is World Poetry Day :). It is a little bit wild to me that when you follow your inner muse, it leads you to exactly what you’re meant to express. If there’s any type of perfection, that is it.

  • balance

    March 17th, 2023

    Be who you are, not what you’re sold
    Achieve your dreams, break the mold
    Listen within, be your own gold
    Actualize your visions, young and old
    Names and labels are controlled
    Character and authenticity will always hold
    Even the invisible moments are yours to be told

    Breathe without any fear
    Access a new internal gear
    Laugh when you’d rather shed a tear
    Assurance is always there to hear
    Not a worry when you forget how to steer
    Call the heart no matter how severe
    Each day creates your chosen year

    Bettering thyself is the only thing true
    Action inside lets it all brew
    Love always stays, yet it still flew
    Acceptance is easy when you know it’s the glue
    Natural highs bid “tougher” days adieu
    Caged fires are fires we always knew
    Ease into the sprint, be your own breakthrough

    -Grace

  • space

    March 14th, 2023

    What lives in between
    all the u n f i n i s h e d sentences?
    What remains alive in
    all the u n s e n t messages?
    What feels so real
    in the moments we d o u b t?
    What is so p r e t e n d
    in being driven by an inner route?

    There’s s p a c e
    in every chase
    Nothing is ever done
    just in a phase of being s p u n
    There’s a specific s u r g e
    in showing up beyond an urge
    There’s a true l o v e
    flying inside, not above

    Making my own definition of romance
    the rush of being your own c h a n c e
    Falling in love with the p r o c e s s
    of trusting myself, not the stress
    They say “when you know, you know”
    but they forgot “when you g r o w, you glow”
    Everyone’s busy looking for the o n e
    but that person is within if you don’t run

    -Grace

  • the dancer

    March 10th, 2023

    What if we got excited to be scared?
    What if we ran towards instead of running away?
    There is a joy in having dared
    There is a drive to not betray

    What if we relived an experience through new eyes?
    What if we loved our regrets because of all they taught us to be?
    Perception never lies
    Regrets or just how you see

    What if we opened the door instead of guarding our walls?
    What if we could see the invisible aligning?
    That’s where the disguise falls
    The fun is in the refining

    What if this is a dream we’re living in?
    What if we can be lucid and change the scene?
    Your reality is your own spin
    You create what’s seen

    What if change was just a theory yet to be proven?
    What if life always went the way you envisioned?
    You’d be your own illusion
    You’d be internally imprisoned

    What if we had no memory and only knew the now?
    What if the concept of time was simply a distraction?
    Memory is your teacher, but the moment will always be your vow
    It is, live to the clock of inner interaction

    What if I never find every answer?
    You won’t, there’s a song to life – be the dancer

    -Grace

  • fragments

    March 7th, 2023

    our days are fragments
    of our lives
    our minutes are fragments
    of our hours
    our moments are fragments
    of who we are

    our lives begin
    the moment we’re born
    our fragments make up our reality
    but our reality is made of the unforeseen
    so our lives begin
    the moment we choose to live

    there’s a balance to our fragments
    like the way a creek will sway
    there are times when we’re meant to learn
    and times we’re meant to experience
    one fragment will lead to the next
    and then it will all make “sense”

    if we were born to live
    then there’s more than filling the years
    there’s a rhythm to find and a flight to catch
    there’s living and failing, rising and falling
    a fragment needs another to connect
    but a fragment trusts another to teach

    -Grace


    Author’s Note – if our little, tiny, everyday moments/fragments were speaking to us…which, they always are :).

  • the moment i loved all the times i’ve fought

    March 3rd, 2023

    It flies in the air
    It floats in how we care
    Doesn’t need a reason or a rhyme
    Just an inner season without time

    Some call it a once in a while high, others a source
    Some just believe, others make it their course
    We all agreed at some point that this is living
    But we forgot to clarify purposeful giving

    It’s in my fingertips when I write
    Flowing in my blood when I stay and fight
    Pulses through my breath in the heat of a fiery now
    It’s the magic string that lets my universes bow

    It’s not a special skill or a chosen power
    It’s the choice to be what’s beyond the hour
    We’ve all felt it whether it’s been seen or not
    The moment I loved all the times I’ve fought

    It’s the something that connects you and me
    The something that makes our words free
    It’s the smile when something resonates
    The fearless fire when a spark detonates

    -Grace


    Author’s Note – in this piece, the words “fight/fought” are meant in the way of choosing to fight and to live rather than just getting through life or waiting for a moment to be over. Yes, “fighting” is often used in the negative but, in my life recently, it’s been one of the most positive things…and it will be that way in my writing too :).

  • your constant

    February 28th, 2023

    Who knows where we go
    when we let go
    Who knows what kicks in
    when we give in
    We’re in this never-ending dance
    to rise and to fall
    We dwell in this distance
    of living and becoming
    There is no right or wrong way
    just a leap of knowing how to be
    We escape and we run to what we think is true
    but when we sit and stay, we bask in what truly is
    We wonder if we’re meant to come together
    or stay in pieces that simply work with each other
    We look up at life as if we’re under an overpass
    but in the most real sense, we are the life we look up to
    Whether your reality is your own or a borrowed piece of time
    it’s a gift to live outside one’s mind
    Living is a consistent constant
    and being is a chosen instant

    An instant that can become your constant

    -Grace

  • a piece of a puzzle

    February 24th, 2023

    Open book with a stash of bookmarks
    Sky of blue with a crimson hue
    A winter day with a heated night
    A warm meal with a cold drink
    Written pages with an unfinished title
    A story with an ending still waiting for the beginning
    An emotion without a thought
    A solution with a hidden mystery
    Steady with surprises
    Wild in peace
    A laugh with a deeper meaning
    Listening with a talking heart
    A magnifying glass staring into nothing
    Nothingness full of life
    A full circle with an open maze
    A word with an undefined definition

    Am I story written or read
    A mystery with a solve or a solved mystery
    Am I the yin to my yang
    Or am I looking for the yang to my yin
    If life is my palette
    Am I all the different colors
    Or the piece being painted
    If life is paradoxical
    Where do we come up with certainty?

    -Grace


    Just some random authentic thoughts compiled into what you’d call “ a whole piece”. In a world of paradoxes, I call it a “piece of a puzzle”. 🙂

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