If you get to be you in the process, it’s for you.

If you do not get to be you in the process, it’s for anyone.

It’s a little early

The dance went late

I left my coat and gloves

Maybe the driver can return them

When I saw you darling,

Your face aglow

I didn’t imagine you’d be so beautiful

Under the pale moonlight

Sparkling, dazzling, imaginary soul

Can you create yourself into this realm for me to know?

To which end do you belong?

The suffering of a thousand souls

Waited this long

Why not try something new.

Love

I think then I felt that way because I wasn’t “trying hard enough” or could see that what I was doing wasn’t going to make me achieve things I deeply wanted, so I began to settle, and life was “hard”.

That was my experience, and generally, the energy I was in, creating.

Now, I’ve discarded that old waiting for the shoe to drop mentality because I have an entirely different self loving and trusting approach to life. I don’t need to try harder. I get to be me, and that’s fantastic. All I really need to do is be happy with myself.

A much better and more congruent energy to be in, create.

I’m so glad I can know all things in my world are good things, and my breath just gets deeper and more relaxed in the process as I gratefully ground into this peaceful existence.

Now, I dive deeper into the opportunity and experience of finding my true authenticity and sharing it with the world.

To be…known.

One step at a time!

The healthier we become, the easier it is to allow ourselves to be helped.

“I got this” can be inauthentic. lone wolf.

With good health comes an eagerness to accept help.

What a wild ride. Went wild wild ride.

From the mundane, to the deepest depths of the mystical, and back again. Is this what balances? I suppose it is.

Something about this feels forced. I’m going to put this down for now. Hoping everyone is doing great.

Maybe my deepest fascination is the heart.

It is always in action, yet at times, not easy to feel. It is always beating, keeping us alive, and yet sometimes we don’t listen to it. A devoted traveler with us, wherever we go, it remains. Through mud puddles, mountain peaks, everything in between, it just keeps on beating for us. Calling out to us, reminding us, with every beat every breathe, where we come from. It is the heart. The heart of hearts, your heart. The legendary truth teller. When we listen, magic ensues.

Negative reinforcement and negative motivational tactics do not resolve lack of clarity or motivation, they are the cause of it, and only exacerbate the behavior.

Honor thyself.

Self love is the way through.

Negative reinforcement and negative motivational tactics do not resolve lack of clarity or motivation, they are the cause of it, and only exacerbate the behavior.

So be kind to you.

Honor thyself with gentility and care.

Self love is the way through to your dreams, even when you don’t presently know what they are.

Rest your weary heart

For a time will come that you know

Tossed and turned in the process

Found out to be not what you thought

..how it burned

The revealing a story of how to make a good life

Where to roam

These goals of mine

I shall outlast the doubt

My heart a presence of its own

Beating, throbbing, saying, keep going Michael.

Keep going.

I persist. Dream on. Dreams, on.

The last ditch effort to find your queen.

That is all.

Deep.

How deep do you want to go?

Breadth, how far can you stretch?

Time! An illusory effect on our 3d minds.

Rhythm, a coherence of that above.

Truth, an amazement of the senses.

Peace, when you find your true self.

Knowledge, as it comes.

Belief, from knowing.

Amazement, how it all fits.

We here now are here to discover.

Magic, is in life itself.