Prose Poem - Blog Posts
Summer.
With the blue sfternoon skies
The red evening ones
Summer is here.
The clear night skies of twinkling stars
The warm breezes and the cool sodas
Summer is here.
The sounds of insects and of birds
The sounds of people going around
Summer is here.
The summer where you once again wait
The summer where you let go
The season of change
The season of the same old patterns
Night stars and the stories we share
The dawn comes and walls collapse
The summer of love is here.
"You search for home"
You search for home in the smell between pages,
You search for home in warm sheets of your bed,
You search for home in the warm cup of coffee,
You search for home in the light that peeks in your window.
You search for home.....
You feel at home in the chatter of your friends
You feel at home at the dinner table with your family
You feel at home in the arms of your lover
You feel at home with yourself one afternoon
You become your home.
~ Sometimes, we need to be carried. We need to experience care other than our own. During such moments, I hope you find hands that carry your heart softly, with ease and comfort. I hope you they let your being rest. ~
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~ notes from everyday ~
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~ I believe we all have something called a ‘God’s gift’ or gifts. It is when something much more stronger than our own minds flows through our bodies to create things. When we show up, we also allow this divine energy to flow through us. ~
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~ Often, I say things because it gets me to belong in a circle of people I like. Often, those things are quite contrary to my own truths, to my values. . Saying what you really want to say isn’t about being loud, but speaking clearly of what aligns with you. . For. e.g. “Hey, I know it’s cool to talk dirty with your friends, but I do not like to. For me, sex is sacred and I don’t want to condition my mind to downplay it.”
Or, “Hey, I know gossiping is fun, but it riles up a lot of negative emotions in me for someone, which I’d rather not feed.” . I am guessing we all talk of things we don’t whole-heartedly believe in sometimes, just to feel like we’re a part of people’s lives. But saying the things you really want to say is insanely powerful. It drops you back into your body, mind and heart thoroughly and when you say words which directly align with your energy, you feel beautifully grounded in who you really are. ~🌼
~ a little too late, she realized, not all things deserved her heart. ~ 🌼
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Sometime last year, a post of @galadarling said, "You are not stuck. You are choosing not to choose." . This hit home. . I was in a rut, in regards to a lot of aspects of my life. I kept telling myself "I don't know what to do" and I kept chanting that "I was stuck". . Slowly, on reflecting upon Gala's words, I realised, I wasn't stuck, I was choosing not to make a choice because I was afraid I would make the wrong ones. . But, I learnt that if you don't choose, you don't move forward and as hence, you stop yourself from growing. . So this year, I started to choose to choose. I am learning to become "unstuck" one choice at a time. . For anyone who needs to hear this today: make a choice. Even if it turns out to be a terrible one. Because despite the bad result, you are at least moving, you are at least learning and you are at least willing to choose a direction. Sometimes, that's all it takes to come unstuck.🌼
©anvidoshi
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i see you in the sun
"i see you in the sun" a parkour civilization poem
