I've been rocked and Rolled over

When I find that my life has been

shaken

turned on it’s head

de-railed and

ultimately warped

into an episode of The Twilight Zone

There is no going backward I’m only looking

to keep

moving forward

I don’t want to jump ship because I

know I’ll drown In this stormy

weather I will do my part to rig the

sail and man the deck I’m not about

to burry my head in the sand And

escaping reality

is a waste of time

I want to live it–

This life fully

After all

this is my existence

my body

my temple

and I want to make the most of it Even though

my reality has been rocked

I will roll with

the punches

and dance to

this new tune that is

blasting

through

the loud speakers “Bring it on!” I yell from the highest mountain

top that might

tomorrow

turn over and become the sun 

U R LOVED

Put your feet up girl, no

need to stress

If only you knew, knew how much

you were loved

If only I could tell you how

much you meant to me

Your feet and legs are strong,

your heart is warm,

your body bound to do great things

How do you know all this, you

may ask and my answer would be, I

know because there is no other

way. There is no other way to be,

than just yourself. 

Turning 23

My birthday is in eight days

Therefore I’m thinking about age–

Whatever that means

One year closer to

death

One year closer to

wisdom

Ancestry

Heritage

Remembrance

Honoring the past

Looking at the future

Moving forward

Nostalgia is for the weak of heart

I was born at the beginning of time

Long hair flying, feet encircled with bells

Fire burned, and I awoke

Into a life, celebrated

Good magic happened that day on the mountain

It rained–to purify

The rivers overflowed and I drank

From the crown of Vishnu

I look into the mirror

I look death in the face and laugh

I don’t know who I’m becoming

Who are you

I ask

Who are you

My world has been derailed

My existence is being warped

I look into the mirror and my

mother stares back into my eyes

I like what I see

I laugh when people ask me what I want to be

when I grow up–

I’m not ever growing up

I was born of this earth

I have her skin–

Salty as the ocean

I have her mouth–

Hungry for truth

I have her eyes–­

Seeing the beauty within each of you

I have her temper­–

Like a hurricane I dance upon the heads of the damned

Singing the songs of the wind

I bathe in sunshine

Who’s that knocking at my door

It’s stagnant as a question

It’s sharp as a knife

Doubt

What do you do when someone else

is living the life you’ve always dreamed about

What do I do when they’re living my life

How come I can’t just be happy

How come I have to judge and compare

myself to everything and everyone

I’m not as tough as I say I am

I cry too often

I miss him

I want to know God

I want to know myself

Birth is to come into the light

To breath of this air–

Lungs turning blue in the hands of my father

Cradled in safety

Encircled with warmth

Birth is to detach–

Eventually standing alone

Dancing this flavor of existence

With age

I am capable 

Wait Here for the Present

What is my highest intention for my life?

Distinguishing between 

serving my needs and DOing out of 

obligation.

I’m going to change the world.

I’m going to inspire people.

I am a selfish asshole.

I am a controlling bitch and I 

always want to be right.

Why can’t I just relinquish my 

death-grip on life, and let 

other people exist in 

my world?!

I have such a hard time saying yes, 

yes to life, yes to 

love, yes to 

change.

I’m a brat who thinks she 

deserves so much more than I 

already have.

I’m an under-appreciater.

I’m an optimist at heart, but 

when things take a turn far south–I 

become a groupie and a 

slump and

I jump on that bandwagon rolling 

down-hill faster than a Cajun 

fiddle player. 

“Two Squares of Toilet Paper, Four Squares of Chocolate”

Pay attention to detail

It is here that I can discover the foundation for a work of art 

The intricacy of regarding every aspect, fully

There is no complete, finish, finally, so don’t try and fix it

“Fixing” it won’t really change anything

Choosing to be in the fire

Desire to actively participate in dynamic and useful means for purification

BE PREPARED TO BURN, DUMMY

To burn is to suffer exquisitely

Only transformation is waiting

In order to experience the truth, one must be present

Awake, alive, physically “there”

Transmission lies in the physical domain

Energy–matter, radiation that is manifested as a capacity to perform work

Energy exists in substance, in form, in the body

I exist in order to receive

Receive the knowledge of the Siprit

He is the lion, roaring only to let us know he is king

Standing in my strength, standing in what I know to be true

In the face of terror–remember–

The lion is not hungry, we mustn’t be afraid

Just breathe GOD DAMN IT!