Understand who you are By writing down Everything you are not And never want to be Let each list item Act as a guardrail That turns vast landscape Into paved and pointed roadway
I help busy people do inner work.
Understand who you are By writing down Everything you are not And never want to be Let each list item Act as a guardrail That turns vast landscape Into paved and pointed roadway
How can you say someone is beautiful If you haven’t yet Peered past the cover Of their book?
Eyes closed Content Is eyes open Freedom Joy independent Of scenery Is fulfillment In every step
I am forever A seed planter Burying potential in the endless mud Of our collective mind Some will grow Many will die What comes to be Isn’t for me to judge or define I am not sun I am not nutrients I am not water I am forever a seed planter What’s planted In the mud Of your mind Is for the elements Of your life To nurture or decline
The spirit has no age And yet is shackled To the age we tell it to act From the people who tell it to us From the people who told it to them From the people who made it up The spirit has no age Let it roam free To be as it may— Age-free and un-trapped.
What lies between Stranger and friend Is one singular question Asked with the right intent