What if we were completely Honest and Real with Ourselves?
Practiced Radical and Compassionate Acceptance of Ourselves?
Embraced who we are, whatever colour or flavour.
What if our own Magic was more than enough?
Imagine you "came out to yourself."
What would that look like? What would Express through you?
A deep breath into my full belly and no self conscious containing.
A full belly extension. Happy Buddha Belly. Soft belly.
What if our Humanity was Beautiful and rescued from the Shadows of Shame?
I feel a softening and a release already as I let go the Breath.
Was I caught in an inhale or and exhale or was I just caught, stuck?
What if we unfolded and unpacked and held up to the Light our Everything, our Truths, the way that we feel? ...All of the ways we feel and how we feel, starting with one self?
I express my longings for you with the long blonde hair and breasts.
I tell the world, yeah, I dated a man twice my age from Rwanda.
I am honest about my Dreams, I am going to California and India again...
I feel a growing sadness about the Earth each and every day and my sadness is growing.
I hold up to the Light that we Live in a Magical World and so I am pained by the chopping down of Trees and the staring into screens thinking we will all find Life there.
Life is not there. Life is Here.
I cry the pain of Emptiness and Isolation.
I cry the pain of seeing the closed and tired faces on the Subway day in and day out.
I cry the pain of feeling lost in a society full of people.
I laugh wildly in the Abundance as I find in my Heart connection in a night sky,
witnessed solely by myself, the trees, and my puppy friends.