The Box

Can’t breathe

Can’t move

Can’t see

Stuck

Stifled

Stuffed

Back into the box

Constrained, contained and maintained

Safe

Secure

Solid.

I love this box.

I hate this box.

I lean against the edges and I hear the words,

“leave the box”

Sense

See

Soar.

The Search is Over

I have searched

I have strived

I have surrendered

I have cried.

Seeking answers to my questions

Seeking freedom from my pain

Looking everywhere

Out There

Always looking

Out There.

The search is over,

I have found IT.

And wouldn’t you know?

IT was HERE all the time

How ever did I miss it?

Here I stand

Here I stand, upon the earth

at this time.

I cannot fully explain what I feel,

or how I know what I know,

Yet I know, that I chose to be here

on this Earth

at this time.

And my purpose is simple

To choose Love

To spread Love

Always

No matter what.

Together uniting to create a New Earth.

Dear Grace

Dear Grace,

Please walk with me today.

Please whisper divine wisdom in my ears,

Please reveal magic to my eyes,

Please touch my skin with life’s vibrant energy.

Divine Grace, I am open to unconditional love and I allow this love to:

Infuse my thoughts,

Prepare my words, and

Animate my movement.

Through my own free will, so be it.