Crystals

Something keeps bringing me back
To the crystals and their refracted light,
Mesmerized, like a child,
Drawn to the energy within,
The magnetic pull tugs at my direction,
And leads me where I am,
Where I am meant to be

New Skin

This is my new skin,
Brown,
It looks the same,
But upon closer inspection,
You will see
A glow,
A confident light,
Of something new,
Beneath,
Like a child’s smirk
Beholding a secret,
This secret is unfolding
Slowly,
Sensually,
Inch by inch, revealing
A person who wasn’t,
And was always there,
But never known,
Never seen

This skin is new,
It’s tight,
It’s the scent of a new born babe,
This is the babe
Of me
Being born,
Mentally, emotionally,
theologically,
Into the physical,
And this is just the beginning,
This labor is a process,
Unique in it’s course,
And from the womb of my mind I will grow,
To pass through and become
Who I am,
And who I am to be,
A spiritual vessel,
Clothed in
Skin.

An Awakening

It was psychosis,
It was misread input,
It was not true,
But it was real,
And like Alice I fell,
Down a hole,
Into a world,
This world but new
That i’ll never fully understand,
My interpretations of this time
Shift with time,
And it made sense as insanity,
But now I see perhaps the dots connected,
But my fear of them was what was misplaced,
There is a world inside our minds
We may come to know,
It breaks all rules of reality,
And leaves one questioning sanity,
Intuition hints at it’s existence,
And slumber gives a glimpse,
There is more to this
Than meets the eye,
There is more,
More,
A deeper meaning,
Another plane,
Another layer to this reality,
Where impossibilities suddenly make sense,
And messages are within patterns, seemingly ordinary,
There is more to this domain,
It takes an Awakening,
To see it plain

Centering Soul

Keep me at center,
Where I may be pulled evenly,
Joined by outstretched hands,
By others who see me,
Others who will come to know
The me I am coming to be,
Who will help nurture,
The spiral traveling,
The soul at center,
To center;
Centered.

Outside

10.26.18

The moon full
And I felt it full,
From the inside;
I was prepared
And knew to watch
Like astronomers,
Astrologers,
And our ancestors,
In infancy
I am learning to read
The signs,
and connecting
body, spirit, mind,
to the nature
that has been beckoning me
from every angle
from within,
and
Outside.