She is…

She is the essence that flows through your blood.
She is the flow that awakens the parts you thought were dead.
She is the wind whisper telling you which way to go.
She is the guide that leads you back home.
She is the peace that everyone desires but not everyone acquires.
She is what love is all about.
She is the beauty that lives in all things.
She is the one that will make you give all parts of yourself to have a taste of her.
She is the one that will bring joy and happiness.
She is the one that you’ll love forever because of everything she has to offer.
She is the one that holds all of your secrets close.
She is the one with whom you could be the most authentic version of yourself.

She is…

The essence of love

Who gave you the authority on what you speak about or have it in your heart to talk about?

The observations, the ah-ha moments. The ideas and plans to move forward. Who gave you the authority over your voice and mind when I liked you better when you didn’t have a sense of your own.

I enjoyed the time spent when I could think for you and you did what I wanted you to do.

We were best friends at that time, but now. Now you’ve found your authority to speak and think for yourself, making me hate you.

I don’t enjoy the ideas that you have. I dont want the fact that I could no longer be your puppet master. I was pulling the strings to your heart and mind. How dare you cut the cords and be okay without me?

How dare you be able to stand up straight without me there to hold you up?

I liked you better when I could think and speak for you when your thoughts were mine.

How dare you allow me not to use your light as my own. The thief in the night comes to destroy.

I tried to destroy you. Better yet, I didn’t try to destroy you. I wanted to build you up to be the person I needed you to be for me. I needed to hide behind your light. I couldn’t allow people to see me for who I was because, in reality, who was I? My kids became my everything.

Better yet, you were my better half of me. The one who looked like me, so I could see myself in you to get another chance in life.

How dare you shift and take the light away from me and keep it for your own. Use it and make yourself better when it’s left me to drown in darkness.

I liked you better when I could think and speak for you.

Who gave you authority over your own life?

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The wildflower grew from the wild child. They were carefree and marched to the beat of their drum. They were led by music that only they could hear.

The feeling of freedom comes with a price. The ones locked in a mental prison become guards to the free. Don’t do this, don’t do that, you don’t make sense, too many colors, too many smiles. How dare you be happy when you have nothing?

The wildflower dies in the wild child. They begin to conform to what society says rules. They wilt and die and forget they need nothing except themselves to make them happy.

The adult emerges and looks for happiness outside of themselves, forgetting about the time they were wild and free. They forget about the time the wild child was alive.

No one could ever sever the roots of the wildflower. The only question is, which parts of yourself are to be watered?

Is it the roots of the wildflower that grew inside the wild child who marched to the beat of their drum?

Or is the adult that emerged from what society says rules?

For me, I choose the wildflower that grew inside of the wild child because, without her, am I really alive?

I am calling all souls, calling all souls, calling you to try to break free, free of bondage, and free of pain. The hardest thing is to try to connect, but they hear you because I listen to you.

I see you when you walk past me; I hear your silent screams. You see me and have never felt so safe. So you gravitate towards me to feel the warmth of my light.

At first, I didn’t understand until she said, even amid your chaos, you’re at peace. I feel your peace, and I try to take it in as my own, even for a little while.

I’m not shaken by things I can’t control, nor do people and their problems move me. What I can do is call your soul to feel the warmth of my light. What I can do is be understanding when you think you’re the most misunderstood.

I am calling all souls to feel my light. To find my truth so that you can be brave enough to see yours too. I am calling all souls to tell you that it’s safe and okay to reconnect. A soul’s purpose to reach all souls for proper healing, the only one that they can do.

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