Heart's Ease Feel heal see hear and know Tranquility. Welcome peace and goodbye chaos confusion and willful desire. close your eyes and see shades of all colours yellow purple and white. feel the topic breeze as it pulls you deeper into yourself. The deep deep azure that sucks you into its depth like the tantalizing call of a siren. calm, what you desire, but first you must escape your hate. quietude the perfect bed fellow possible only when you release everything pent up and diseased. Grab the elusive Sun - flower and watch it bloom in you. dance on the strength of the ancestors as you pluck for yourself perennial rebirth a lent lily to press between the pages of your life to make it bright.
O.K The beat The pulse Djembe carries the message. Tells me to take wings and fly. the pulse the beat carries healing to reach to teach and to preach. secrets hidden secrets forbidden buried under the lies. The pulse the beat given to me continues the story carried deep down in the bowels of my secret place. I feed on it whoosh I feel it whoosh. faster Each strings tells a story a symphonic legacy. Faster now the urgency... Ok enter.
There are too many of those today But no one seems to care anymore. Those tube take you nowhere except maybe purgatory who knows anymore. Do they tell the story of life that bloomed with youth and vigor? Does it share the scars etched into the feeble flesh? Can it transmit all the challenges you overcame battles won in God's name? Does it say anything about the remains it contains? Can it truly mirror the pain never to be seen again? That bag contains what time has wrought But it can never contain ones soul.
Ordinaryville Here things are quite slow, good? the rush of excitement from doing something great! does not exist here. You will find no perfection only the ordinary. There is no excitement going off at all hours of the day. There is nothing life changing, just life changing day by day. Here there are many cracks many broke things yet - you will find neither cracked nor broken souls just people living. There is no perfect angle of yourself just yourself as you are. You will find survivors without the fairytale ending death is real and the dying necessary. there are less insta happy more gratihappy. No svelte form to hide the horrors that this world can inflict. The living has been transformed by wind, rain, heat and snow - all intrude and we must concede. We have enough control, to survive for as long as our time here allows then we must go move on from this town to find our next home.
Dream Close your eyes close it tightly. tighter a little tighter - now dream. Dream of the happiness you want more of. Now dream. Dream of the you you want to be because it can be not because you wished upon a star. Now dream. Dream about the things you have to do things that need doing things you were meant to be doing. But these are not fantasies. Not lost in another reality. These are real buds buds that just need to be pruned - watered with real tears real blood. They will grow and flourish but only because you made them so. So dream dream of peace, love and prosperity - not of this word but really real fully ready to be plucked really ready. when the leaves have fallen rotting all around. When the musky scent of that refuse assaults your sense dream. dream of a spring blooms a=with blossomed hope true. Wait for it. Wait for the lazy summer days. Days when you can fully reap the harvest - pluck miracles out of your baskets. Dream, wider than your reach and hold them to your bosom. Let those dreams flow everywhere bringing you to life keeping you alive fueling your very soul. But never stop dreaming. fight against the disease of dreamlessness. a gangrene triumph that eats away slowly at the core of your essence.
Maybe you feel the your life is in the dumpster, because everything is in the dumpster. Maybe it is that being in quarantine, restrictions in your movement has stifled your enthusiasm for life. Maybe you feel that life is just one never ending corner that you having trying to get around, to no avail. You look around, and in many ways you feel bored with your life. Maybe, you have even questioned why you should even care about anything.
We look at our phones and see yet another person celebrating another achievement, then look in the mirror and question the image looking back, “what are you doing with your life? Pathetic”. Then onto Instagram or even Facebook we go and see many perfect (or so it seems to many) images that further flings us in great distress at our ordinariness. But we do not stop looking. Too many persons continue to torment themselves by looking at these highlight reels that never reflect small fragments of that person’s life – those highlight reels.
We too lie comatose as we try to recapture moments in our lives that mattered, while we ignore the life we must live. We want to experience those times before covid when we were innocent and free. But if we look close enough we would realise that even then we complained some more bitterly than others of how bored we are with our lot and how little we had achieved. we may see highlight reels of events that seems so exciting and so real but which often times would evaporate in thin air when we try to reach for them to touch them.
But what if we stopped focusing on what our lives is not and appreciate what it is. If we flipped the switch and begin to see every our lives as just that our lives. Instead of waiting to live your real lives and until things get back to normal, let us make choices that will allow us to enjoy all those ordinary moments. Moments when we say and do the wrong things but also when we get things right. When our choices brings positive results even if no one knows we did that – we know and we just have to be content with that. We have to make our ordinary extraordinary by stop looking behind at those moments that have been captured on the reel of our lives and we have to stop looking down at those highlight reels that not even those in the frame can maintain.
So though many of us feel bored with life right now, a little vexed – or a lot vexed – by all we have to deal with, take a walk, have a laugh, work on something that you love doing or that will help you to move forward. But whether bored by the restrictions imposed because of covid or whether you have been stung by your judgmental inside eyes that look out and compare, there is nothing gained in allowing your view of yourself to stymie the potential that you have and the richness of your life now and that which is yet to be realised. Maybe we need to get off or reduce our consumption of social media, stop straining our necks to see in someone else’s lane and just appreciate the good things that this year has given – life lessons and good people who stuck by no matter what.
Maybe when we choose to open ourselves a little more to possibilities we will see that there a many little things that can make our lives exciting and rewarding in its own special way.
Nothing more powerful or worthy nothing more in need of praise, there is nothing else that can lift you high way above the sky nothing. arise, shine, for your light has come a light that can never be extinguished it does not burn it blazes flashing liking lightening a rumble that shakes the foundations of the earth. You shall see and be radiant You will see the truth beyond those hidden walls. no longer will will you be blinded by fear and insecurities. It is a new day! Your heart shall thrill! Know sorry no more You have conquered the unconquerable. You have power. That little pinky can slay all your giants. at your core is power an inheritance, never bought cannot be stolen. Power. Who are those who fly above the clouds? You have been raised you have been raised. That power will carry you forever, and the light shall be everlasting; Shiloh.