simple truths

 What would it take to have me? It would take matching my heart- The one God gave me, to love others  As he has loved me. It would take matching my eyes- The ones God gave me, that see the best In everyone around me. It would take a fire in your soul- Like the one God gave to me, that lights up  So others may see. It would take honesty and humility- The same truth that God sees, that owns up To what you'd rather not be. It would take a passion for service- The way God drives me, to see His will Be done on earth as it is in heaven. It would also take a man with priorities- Who makes God his number one, not me. And treats others as vessels made Holy. If he isn't all this,  just to start. then he's not the one God made for me and he'll be better off to just let me be.

Hold two opposing ideas in your mind Like holding on and moving on. Like, I love you. And, I have to let you go. Like, this hurts. And, it is what is good for me. Like the entire universe of matter That is built upon relationships. Between positive and negative. Matter and anti-matter. Between heartbreak and soul mate. Between you matter,  and focus on what matters. Somewhere between lonely And filled with God's love. Give up everything,  to have everything given unto you. Balance is allowing two opposing forces To remain without contradiction. Like, I want you and need you. And I have to leave you. Balancing the equation Without solving for answers.

 If desire is the cause of all human suffering  than grieving from the loss of something you had desired  but now realize will never be, should be the opposite of suffering.  Shouldn't it? After all, To be set free from desire  is to be set free from suffering.  Or is it that your desire has not changed-  only the reality that there is no longer any hope  of realizing your desire. Do not seek to fulfill that desire in another place  in another time in another go around. Set yourself free from suffering. Why you are reaching for that which you desire?  What do you believe will be healed? or  what pain inside you will be fixed? Realize that nothing outside of you  will end your suffering, bring you happiness  or heal your wounds. You will only pull near to you a new thing  to blame for your pain, your suffering  or to cause you new wounds. You must sit still. Alone. Be silent. Understand YOU are enough.  You a...

I have always felt as if someone forgot to include the manual when I was made. I try to watch and see what everyone else is doing. But, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense.  I have finally come to the conclusion: No one knows what the hell they are doing. Can you tell me for sure, why you are here? Why you are doing what you are doing?  Yes, we can come up with some superficial answers- but frankly, we are all going to die and everything you have done will be forgotten. Erased by time.  Meaningless. A chasing after the wind. -Ecclesiastes   But we are here nonetheless and no one wants to look weird, or stupid, as if they don't know what they're doing.  We create roles and rules (that's the manual I mentioned never getting) so we can live with some direction and purpose. We try to nail it and be the best at it. All the while looking around to see what everyone else is doing to make sure we have it right. According to who? Who says they have it right? Becaus...

 Growing up in Oregon, made rain feel like home. Where the sun makes people warm, the rain makes me feel warm inside. Like my soul is wrapped in a blanket, warm and at home. Every little pitter patter on my roof calms me, brings relief. Like cool water on a burn, is what rain does to my soul. The smell of ozone, clears away the mask, its ok to be sad sometimes. Like the rain makes life grow, sadness also creates growth. If you don't try to shield yourself from it. Don't carry an umbrella. Sit with your rain, like a blanket, let it wrap you up and keep you warm. Soon enough, you'll have no need for it, you'll be warmed and free. The sun will be back. It's ok to sit in the rain while you have it.

The Lonliest Oak A tall strong oak left in charge of a plain. Lonely, with no one around. Stuck in pride, but dread. His dreams over his head. Stuck alone, rooted to the ground With no one around. Large and boastful, but with no one to envy him. Neglected by nature, became withered. It's cold outside, and everyone has come in, but you. You're alone and rooted. Yelling with no one to hear. No one to envy him. It's cold outside, and everyone has come in but you. -Taylor C. (11 yr old)

 Apathy is dangerous. The result of words, overstated unrequited.  Indignant indifference and forced involuntary solitude put a lid on and simmer How's that taste bitch? Open wide...say "   " Nothing? Say nothing! No one here gives a fuck how you feel, or why or when or even how you got here.  From words that fall out of my fucking face, flat and dead like lead bricks,  only without a sound, but twice as hard as gravity, they hit the fucking ground. Words should flow like helium. With grace and ease float into ears. Apathy. at least she hears. At least she lets you say your peace.  She just no longer cares. The little voice that says, "Come on, girl," is gone. Ricocheted off into other space Actually, it doesn't fucking matter. Words are heavy and I've got to save my power To crawl out of this fucking hole without a hand. Without a ladder. maybe I mighta cried or called for help,  "going off" I think they call it... Those stupid noises, an indi...

Whatever you output comes back to you, often amplified. Thoughts, feelings and actions are your energetic resonance. Re-sonance. The word itself implies a re-sounding, or a repeat of the vibration. Not every bit of energy we create will be positive. But do yourself, and me a favor. At least be authentic. Because, in its negative form, truth is still truth and all truth is honorable.