[un]fortunate [im]balance

this town is the same

people scurrying around

marking errands off a list

i used to join them in their bustle

losing myself in busy

but now…

i stand to the side and watch the world move around me

–

the wind is the same

blowing my hair in my eyes

i used to tuck the loose ends

behind my ears

over and over again

but now…

i shake my head and let it flow wild

–

the songs are the same

reminding me of him or that

i used to listen to the melody

disappear into the darkness

of my mind

but now…

i hear what the artist meant to say

–

my eyes are the same

staring back at me in the mirror

i used to study myself

from the outside

considering myself like a stranger

but now…

there is a softness that exudes the purest innocence and love

–

destructive habits are the same

calling out to me in times

of doubt and growth

to follow them into what’s familiar

but now…

i examine, taste, spit out and move forward with my soul lifted to the heavens – receiving the peace that has replaced the chaos

–

nothing is the same

as it was

before

–

(c) jmr 05.01.15

the door of truth has been unlocked

slammed

wide

open

against the barriers of lies i used to tell myself

running full speed toward light

and the unknown

that i know

like the back of my hand

i

am

home

nothing is really unknown

it’s just waiting

to be

drowned in

beckoning as softly as it

always has

but now…

i hear the thunder

loud and full of bass

pounding against my breastplate

strengthening me from the

inside

out

i

am

that

roar

i am the earth’s rumble

the echos through the canyons

i am everything there is

and everything

is

me

(c) jmr 04.29.15

now your eyes

see

fields and fields

and

fields

thorn and thistle laden

greenery

tangled and twisted

choking

in weeds

what seeds will you plant

there

© jmr 04.29.15

“i need a sunburn” – counting crows

—

you know what you need.

the very clearest, see through truth

no matter where you are in lifetimes, growth, level of spirituality, awareness or just general consciousness.

the truth is always. always. always.

a  l  w  a  y  s

known.

in the voice only you hear

the language only you understand

you receive glimpses of it, whether you recognize it or not, seek it or not, see it or not.

  a dream you had last night

  instant peace when taking a step down a path

  immediate recognition of a person, place, situation, emotion, connection…

it’s why you feel safe with a stranger,

it’s why you awaken with excitement, expectation and relief before you remember why you should not be exuberant

it’s why you feel the need to seek – fiercely or gently

it’s why 1111 is always the time

it’s why the same song keeps playing across pandora stations, in the car, hummed by a stranger in the elevator

and here is the best part.

it is always there

the only real constant there is.

whether you choose to acknowledge it or not

guess what…

still there.

but…

what if you acknowledge it?

examine it with both hands

really see it

really touch it

move it to the focal point

weave it with intention into the fabric of your being….

do you know what happens then?

absolute.

fucking.

magic.

the universe opens up………………     w   i   d   e

eyes see

forgiveness of self for all imperfections… just happens

and your glow…

it will EXPLODE in your eyes

and suddenly

the door opens

and everything floods in

and everything

changes.

©jmr | 04.20.15