Not feeling like it

Not feeling like it this morning

Rage bubbling up
Confusion hovering
Fear tantalizing all that’s gone wrong and will

Can’t beat or negotiate

But I can move my pinkie
Spin a shoulder to a tune that’s groovy
Eat a strawberry

Feed some deliciousness
In the nooks and crannies

In a beat,
Or two or three
Enter a new reality

Sacred Territory

How do I ask when I don’t have the words
How do I say No when boundaries are blurred

How do I go for what I like when I don’t know the taste of it
How do I make a request and be at ease with it

How do I enter Sacred Territory
Leave at the door all the worry

Spirit of Geranium

I remember a time long ago
A Mediterranean time

I haven’t gone round a thought
It’s already cleared
No longer believe in a future
Or have any memories

I connect to a potential
Fly like a swallow
I walk free, and
In no uncertain way

I connect to an
Ancient time
A Mediterranean time

What she’s having

Have you ever seen someone
Harbor a smile so wide
Eyes sprinkling stars
Shoulder casually yet charmingly set

Fresh & easy going
Not a care in the world

This morning
She’s sitting at the table
Next to mine

As the waiter
Shows up for my order
I feel inclined to ask

« Oh I’ll have what she’s having »

You act as a disruptor

You are not a consensual
Human Being
You act as a disruptor

You intervene to recalibrate
Energies out of tune
Make space and
Redirect to the new

When you go for consensus
You betray your own power
Feel weary and go astray

Sweetheart
Don’t bother
You act as a disruptor

Out of the blue

I am a speck
And I am Light
Show me where
I can shine bright

Should I release
All that I knew
Make me again
Out of the blue

Talk with a Cherry Tree

This morning didn’t start that all so well
I was agitated, frustrated, wanted no more
Of the confusion circulating inside

I went outside, to shake it off
Walked by a cherry tree
Who addressed me politely

« Stay with me for a minute
And tell me
What do you see? »

I stopped in the alley to have a greater look
Lifted eyes to the sky, gazed at its leaves
It was gorged with cherries
Among its branches, birds chirping and picking

« What do you see? »

Well, you look:

Encumbered by whatever happens
Centered, grounded, peaceful
Open terrasse to every bird
Welcoming of everything that comes to you

Bold and wide
Abundant and generous
Nourishing
Naturally contributing

Energetics far wider than
Your physical trunk
Anchoring energy
For the entire neighborhood

« These qualities you see reflected in me
Are in your own body

You can hold space for disruptions
Be abundant and generous openly
A magnet and compass for new energy
Etheric body and abilities far wider than this reality
Contributing beyond your understanding

You see
It’s about remembering who to be » 

Trust everything about you

The parts that aren’t working
The parts that make no sense
Those that hesitate

Some who procrastinate
Others who are close to boredom
Any that lacks joy or freedom

They are wise with a logic
You don’t quite yet see

They call for space and unity
They hold a key to set you free