Tag: higher self

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
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”. 🙂
in my own world

February 17th, 2023

Staring at the world in front, eyes wide and senses alive – yet there is nothing to see. The mind floats around from one idea to the next, one memory to one dream and one moment of hurricane to one moment of nothingness. There’s a peace in the wandering mind, a sense of home in the fluttering of familiar rabbit holes. In that comforting moment of internal adventure, everything outside evaporates into a new imagination.

She’s staring ahead, eyes on me, yet the heart seems to be on a different adventure. There’s something so alive in her gaze yet so dead in her attention to the outside. If there was a bubble around each of us, hers would be so intently fixated on every little detail of the present yet so mysterious in its grasp of reality. Her eyes may be focused on one thing, but her truest eye is flowing in another. I guess that’s where the lines of vision and sight get blurred.

Author’s Note – Inspired by the gym :-). I’m a total gym-rat and in-between sets the other day I was staring ahead but totally not fixated on what I was staring at, just in my own world. So, this piece is an elaboration of that. The first verse being my point of view and the second being the point of view of…whatever my eyes seemed to be set on :-).
true love

February 14th, 2023

A four-letter word
Spoken and heard
A four-letter word
Clear and blurred

Starts with an L, ends with an E
The feeling of true glee
Starts with an L, ends with an E
The realization of being free

Commonly referred to as romance
Internally defined as the heart’s dance
Commonly referred to as romance
Universally outlined as the forever glance

They say you fall
It’s more of a call
They say you fall
In breaking your wall

Some of us are scared
From times we dared
Some of us are scared
From times we shared

We all have it within
Knowing yourself beyond skin
We all have it within
It’s the intrinsic grin

If you made it to this line
You’ll know this isn’t the love of being mine
If you made it to this line
You’ll know this is the love to internally shine

-Grace

On a day that we’re told is about celebrating “love”, remember you spend the most time with yourself in this life experience – the truest love is within.
(g)listen

February 10th, 2023

The only word to rhyme with listen
has always been glisten
Never thought those words matched
never knew where they attached
I’ve always loved to analyze
tap into people and theorize
Watched the way a conversation could spill
the way a synchronicity could thrill
And when I started listening to me
passion started glistening to be
I taught my fire to always burn
now it’s time to let love learn
It’s a dance to balance both
but it’s the key to true growth

Maybe your definition of listening
is going within and glistening
Maybe it’s a form of empathy
kindness, not sympathy
Something is always speaking
breathing, not seeking
When we tune into the beat
letting fire and love meet
Life tells us when to listen
leaves space for you to glisten

-Grace
human nature

January 31st, 2023

It rises
It sets
It shines
It’s blocked
It will always rise again

It flows
It falls
It ascends
It’s littered
It will always flow again

It grows
It sheds
It blossoms
It’s chopped
It will always grow again

We dance
We crash
We fly
We’re tested
We will always dance again

Just like the sun will always rise, the ocean will always flow and the trees will always grow – we will always dance. This is human nature.

-Grace
creator consciousness

January 10th, 2023

structure and flow
fast and slow
boundaries and love
below and above
listen and speak
new and antique

We find comfort in believing in opposites
Until we look from a different consciousness
We say opposites attract and leave it at that
As if life isn’t a rhythm of waves, but just flat

Although we prefer a would you rather
Opposites are a collection of what we gather
Life isn’t a series of different opponents
Much more a recipe of specific components

I’d pick structure over flow, fast over slow
I’m finding a middle with boundaries and love
Living in moments below and perspectives above
I’d listen over speak, starting to love new over antique

There’s a common opposite, strength and weakness
Those words work together becoming your uniqueness
But that’s the truth with every opposite, they blend
Opponents are not the enemy, but the deeper friend

Without the flow, life would be the distracted kind of slow
Without love, there’d be no life to live below or above
Without a way to speak, connection would be antique
Without opposites, there’d be no creator consciousness

-Grace
hottest flame of fire

January 6th, 2023

Glistened red
Crimson blue
A flame spread
A fire flew

A picture of heat
looks like fiery red
Maybe a little sweet
or a passion finally said

A picture of cold
looks like an icy blue
Maybe a story told
or a feeling so true

Society’s definition of emotions
is simply going through life’s motions
Blue for sadness
and red for madness

They don’t tell you
the hottest part of fire
is that glimmering blue
beyond red, a burning desire

There is no definition of emotion
we’re simply a complicated ocean
Blue for experiencing every wave
Red for beginning to ignite the flame

We start with red
We heat up into blue
The flame ahead
The fire in you

-Grace

Author’s Note – I remember learning a couple years ago that the hottest part of a flame is the color blue. This fascinated me as it’s not really talked about; and because blue is often associated with the emotion of sadness and the thought of cold.

So, this piece started very differently than the colors of blue and red and the thoughts of fire…I’m still very much living my last piece, “doors”. But I love how this one turned out because blue has always been my favorite color – all its different dimensions and all the different blues captured me (the blueness is my eyes has become my favorite 😊) – never really loved the tie in of sadness though.

So, here’s my definition of being blue: I know we all have our own inner fire. I used to think that inner fire starts as wood and becomes a fire when we choose it, but maybe it starts as actual fire and becomes blue when we own it.
doors

January 3rd, 2023

turn the handle
hear the soft creak
take a deep breath
put one foot through
take one more breath
see what seems true
observe all the rest
leave the door behind
learn a few lessons
walk a few steps
venture too far
hit a wall
find the door again
lock it, no look back
hear a knock
over and over
easy to know who
with thumps so familiar
yet the door remains closed
then the sound becomes
more of a ring
and the heart listens
thinking bout turning the lock
ring ring ring ring
walk up to the door
feel the handle
walk away
walk back to the door
take a deep breath
open it once again
put one foot through
and pause
say one’s piece
make peace
with what’s beyond
the door
hear it almost close
behind thyself
take a deep breath
and wonder
how many doors
will stay open
how many doors
will stay closed
how many doors
will stay in-between
-Grace

Author’s Note – A little bit of a different style for me, but I wanted to play around with words…that is the beauty of writing after all :).

Often, I’ve felt comfort in hearing a door close and I’m learning to love hearing a door open. Doors open and close in life, it’s always kind of interesting to watch the journey. So cheers to finding peace in whichever way the door moves.