Resilience

This morning I woke up to fire.

The furnace hot, someone has been adding wood throughout the night.

I meandered outside, the evergreen tree line looked the same.

The heat in my chest burning through arteries to my head and back again.

There is a puffy white cloud in the sky that looks like a smiling zebra.

To Be

Once like that of a child.

I spring forth into a new millennia of thought and creation.

My heart spun in 1000 directions, my eyes open wide.

The celestial beings took me by the hand and greeted me in great pleasure.

I danced all night with them.

There we sang great hymns, great songs of praise, and love to the Almighty Creator.

Our essence shown itself through the marvelous galaxy.

Into the deepest depths of the sea.

We are united, and once again furthered, in truth into the unknown existence of that which is and will always be.

Remember

Regarding history, time is the element.

A perfectly woven tale. A bow on top.

Amidst the confusion a white horse with wings.

An evangelical tide rushes in.

The proverbs of the holy, the disdain of few.

Imagine yourself in a carriage. What dreams may come. Only a night or two left.

Peace brother. It is aside you.

Star dream

I had a dream one night..

we were together

We have always been friends

Close content friends

But this moment was different and felt real

I can’t explain it

Now I see deeper into your eyes

And they seem to see deeper into mine

But it was just a dream

I See more, feel more

Even though it was only a dream

Experienced in another time and place

Yesterday isn’t today, and tomorrow isn’t tonight

I remember your face..

I wonder what I’ll dream tonight

Each reality it’s own impression

A bell that cannot be unrung

Though I know it was a dream

There in that space so kind and warm

An astral basket woven into realities stream

It was just a dream

But you seem to remember me now too

Life is funny

I’m glad we found each other here and now

We create under a new sun

Yet the same souls

Playing new roles

It’s okay to dream

It’s all coming back

In the moment we United

We found love again

A new way

A different life

Now friends, previously my wife?

I won’t overthink it

I’ll just accept

Dreams are wonderful

Friends this time

Thank God for you

It’s a millennia away

And yet you are with me now

I know those beautiful eyes

Shame, stories, and more!

(As a kid and into adult life)

I created a story to feel safe (bc I didn’t)

about a perfect family (bc they weren’t)

It was necessary to get by (bc my brain wanted me to survive)

I used that created story to whip myself (rather than face deficit of support and broader terror that I was not safe)

It was easier than accepting the reality that I didn’t feel secure, for survival.

And that I can trust myself.

I wasn’t wrong.

I’m strong enough and safe enough now within my own self to see it.

They love me the best they can.

It doesn’t define me, or how I will love. It doesn’t define me!