There are layers and layers of sadness
Embroidered in those two points
That make the upper line of the triangle -
that once was held sacred,
seen as the root of it All
- feared only by those
who of two centers
just with one were born.
So how it came to be
that the well of our strength
turned into the source
of our shame?
What had happened
that the flame
that warmed and nurtured
that gave life
and brought to the physical form
the timeless wisdoms
from the Above
had been denied its
What had happened
that even we,
in possess of it,
to brush the dirt off
and give ourselves in
to its nurturing love;
to look beneath the veil
of illusion and shame
that for so long
deprived our flame
from the wind
and the air?
Time has come.
Time has come, sisters,
to look down within,
to open the soil
with our bare hands
and let go of
all of the demands
that have kept us
afar from our holy lands,
separated from our core
and our only true anchor;
the everlasting love
of our real
We are all creative.
Yes, ALL of us - even you raising your eyebrows and blowing off in disbelief while reading these lines.
If you find that hard to believe, chances are you’ve been confusing the word “creative” with the word “artistic” and not surprisingly so. Many of us use those words interchangeably, as they were synonyms, or otherwise addressing someone as being ‘creative’ while what they really mean is ‘artistic’.
Somehow it happened that our society started to use the term “creative” in contexts strictly related to arts and little by little we forgot that we all possess that often celebrated trait of “chosen ones”, that the creativity is the basic essence of our human nature. That does not mean that we are all artists in the primary meaning of the word, yet we all are Artists, we all are Creators at a much larger, grander scale.
As a part of the Creator itself, we cannot be anything else than Creators ourselves, creating at each step whether we are consciously aware of it or not. The ability to create lies within us and if we don’t claim it, embrace it and fully own it, if we don’t open ourselves up to learn its language and the ways in which it operates - it can easily happen that we proclaim ourselves victims of it and start to blame the external force for something in our life that’s the creation of our own.
The sole purpose of us being here on Earth is to create and explore the ever-growing limits of our creative potential and while doing so be witnesses of the expansion of the Universe and the collective consciousness that happens along the way. Times are coming (and they already came) when all of the beings will be finally faced with the power they have been searching for centuries out there - in the rivers and at the tops of the mountains, while it was always and since the beginnings resting in their very own hands, in their minds and in their hearts. The illusory idea that misguided us for so long, the idea that the power resides in something separated and external to us - has finally come to its last breaths and we are understanding that there’s nothing “separated” nor “external” in this Universe, so the only place where it can be ‘hidden’ is the place we never dared to look for until now.
Having the power comes with having the responsability. Knowing that it is in our hands to bring forth any idea from the higher realms into the 3D form is appealing and horrifying at the same time. It is not enough to know that we have the power to create - we have to train it, study it and get extremely honest with ourselves about what we want to create and why - is the desire for the certain creation coming from the heart place or from the Ego? But that’s the topic for another post.
If you are one of those “non-artsy” people that is still coming to terms with the discovery that you are indeed ‘creative’ too and wanna dive right into this new-found superpower of yours - go on and try it! Have fun, explore! Connect to that inner playful part of you, daydream and jump into the imaginative realms of your mind where barriers and limits no longer exist.
When you do something - anything - leave aside the idea of “how it should be done” or how someone else would do it and instead flow with your instincts, follow that fun-seeking, exploration-craving voice within your heart even if you don’t see where it is taking you.
Usually, we cannot see where it is taking us, because it is revealing new, magical places that our minds couldn’t come up with on their own - it is opening new spaces both to our own awareness and, at times, to the others' awareness as well - which leads to the enrichment and expansion of the collective knowledge.
It is exactly through surrendering and trusting THAT little, playful voice that discoveries and breakthroughs are made, both on individual and collective level - as if there was ever any difference between the two.
Lots of love,
When I talk to someone about the signs from the Universe, receiving messages from the Spirit or connecting to the Higher Realms asking for the guidance and direction, I am often met with confused looks.
I find that many people want to have some kind of confirmation from the Above, but live stuck in the belief that they have to be some kind of “special person” to achieve that, that they have to be one of the “chosen ones”, meditate X amounts of hours a day or have an elaborate spiritual practice in order to receive guidance from the Universal Intelligence.
None of that is true.
We all have the possibility to receive guidance and we all do receive it daily and in every moment. Universe is talking to you, the only thing you have to do is start listening and let go of the fixed expectations of how those messages should make their way into your awareness.
If you are waiting for some kind of mystical experience, an old man with long beard manifesting in front of your eyes giving you suggestions in deep fatherly voice - you’ll probably just end up disappointed and miss out the whole thing.
The first step to enter into the space of Universal Guidance is to open up your perception and get very present and aware of subtle things that pop up into your reality. Be aware of synconicieties, repeating numbers and random words, images, song lyrics etc. that in one way or another, for some unknown reason, catch your attention. And when that happens, do not just write it off as a “fun coincidence”, but embrace it and give thanks to the Universe for establishing the connection with you through that channel. Every time we decide to lean into the sign from Above and follow it all the way through, even though our logical minds can’t quite make sense of it, we strengthen the connection with the Higher Guidance and make it easier for the future messages to come through.
Acknowledging that the coincidences are just the way our rational brain tries to make sense of the stuff that are difficult to grasp from our physical perspective, but that there is a whole much more to it, is one of the most important steps, in my opinion, of strengthening our faith and connection to the Higher Realms (God/Universe) that hold the bigger picture of All-There-Is.
Furthermore, everytime we act upon that Guidance, surrender to its directions and see the wonderful results that follow up, we widen up our awareness to receive future signs that sometimes come in subtle and unobvious ways that often pass unperceived by the mind that is overly attached to the rational view of things.
It took me some time to develop my faith into trusting the signs that I couldn’t explain or see where they’ll take me long-term, but with regular practice and taking leaps of faith, jumping without the certainty that the net will appear - I became better at it and also started to take notes of each time I went along with the signs and how well it turned out at the end.
Here are some ways I talk to the Universe if I am in need of clarity about something:
ASKING FOR A SIGN IN A SPECIFIC FORM
1) Get clear about the question that you want an answer to - ideally it would be a yes/no question and the sign will mean that the answer is positive, but of course you can do it the other way around as well. Just make sure to set a clear intention.
2) Ask the Universe to send you a sign. It can be an image of a pink dog, a certain word or whatever else pops into your mind, just make it sure that you are very specific about the sign you want to receive to avoid the confusion or falling into mind’s trap that it is just a coincidence when the sign appears, ‘cause you chose something that can be seen and encountered very often.
3) Set the deadline. You don’t want to be waiting forever for your sign. Even though time and space we live accordingly to are just illusional and invention of our own in order to make it easier for us function in this world, Universe will adapt to that and send you a sign when you need it. Therefore, set the deadline of whatever amount of time you want. It can be a day, a week, a month. Be specific.
4) Let it go. Once you made the request, let it go and relax into the calm expectation of your sign or absence of the same if the answer to your question is negative. Lean into trust and don’t overobsess or try to push the circumstances to forcefully make the sign jump into your reality.
5) Stay aware of your surroundings and everything that catches your attention for one reason of another. That doesn’t mean being obsessive and overinvested into searching for the sign at every corner. Trust that it will make its way to your awareness without you having to try too hard.
CONVERSATIONS WITH THE SPIRIT
This is the other form of asking for the guidance from above that I heard about somewhere and, although very doubtful, decided to try out and see whether it’ll work.
And it damn well did.
The practice consists of taking a journal or a notebook and asking the question in written form by using your dominant hand. Question can be anything. From the most trivial stuff as “what am I meant to eat for breakfast for my highest wellbeing?” to “What is my life purpose?” You decide how deep you want to go for the day.
I usually start my mornings with this sets of questions from The Course in Miracles: “What would you have me do? Where would you have me go? What would you have me say and to whom?”
After posing the questions, take the pen into your non-dominant hand, place it on the paper, breathe in and settle in your body and see what comes out. You don’t need to think or invent anything, just remain a calm withness of whatever comes up, releasing the need to try to intervene in any way. What would you do with the answers and advice that come up is upon you, but let the Spirit talk freely.
I know it sounds really woo-woo and bullshitty (I felt the same way about this practice before actually starting it) but it works perfectly and accurately that it creeped me out in the beginning.
If any of you have some other tips, advice and experiences on the topic, I’d be more than glad to hear about it!
Lots of love,
When I embarked on this spiritual journey, started reading books and articles on personal development, spirituality, psychology, mindset etc. and expanding my knowledge and awareness on different concepts, patterns and ideas, building my vocabulary to describe and affirm subtleties of the reality I was vaguely familiar with, but couldn’t quite grasp them yet without having the fertile ground where to plant them and leave them flourish and develop within my consciousness; when I started meditating, writing pages and pages in my journal until the dusty surface washed off and the deeper truth could reveal itself to the page; when I started feeling and experiencing things that were beyond my understanding of this world and Universe, expanding and shifting my perception of All-that-is, making me question things and go back to the beginnings, start the journey back to the heart from the overactive mind where I lived for many years - I naturally felt a strong urge to start sharing those realisations and “downloads” with my close ones.
How could I keep for myself those profound experiences and mind openings? How could I live with the knowledge that brought so much relief to my world and not share it with those who I love and want the best for?
If you had a similar experience and you’ve tried to push upon others mind-shifts you have had, if you’ve tried to give them books, send them links, talk for hours ending up feeling unheard, misinterpreted and frustrated at the end of it all - you are certainly not alone. I believe that urge to help others with what have helped us and believing it’ll do the same for them is natural, but it shouldn’t be acted upon if there’s no invitation to do so.
…and yeah, it can be quite tough to resist it.
You may have tried - it may seem so fucking obvious to you what someone has to hear or do to better their life or their mindset and change their reality, but if you put all that energy into trying to depict to them what is clear to you and you end up facing the wall of incomprehension, feeling disappointed and even a bit (or, let’s be real, a lot) annoyed - it’s time to back off.
This one has been a hard lesson to me and even though I had accepted it on some level, it still pisses me off that I cannot intervene and help (or what my mind perceives as “help”), but instead remain silent and calmly repeat to myself: “It is their path and they have to walk it their way. There’s a reason for that and the Higher Intelligence knows better than my limited human mind.” I can love them anyways - disagree with them and even avoid certain topics - but love them at the point there are at, remaining extremely alert to any sense of superiority that Ego may come up with and dissolving it right away by understanding that each being has a curriculum in this particular lifetime and that each one of them is as valuable as the next one - none of them is inferior or superior, none of them is more elevated or more spiritual than the next one - they are just what they are.
Judging the state of consciousness or how awaken or “spiritual” someone is according to our idea of what being “awake” is (which is, again, nothing else than another trap of the Ego trying to make us feel separated and superior, whatever the content is) is judging our very selves in another parallel reality or in another lifetime.
We pass through different roles, genders and life circumstances in different lifetimes and in order for them to be taken to the completion we have to live according to our own Curriculum that came along with the lifetime in question. Sharing the information and knowledge when invited to do so is certainly welcomed and beneficial, but we shouldn’t get attached to the results of that sharing or grow the expectations of how that should change something within the other person. If it does, than it was meant to do that, if it doesn’t, that it was meant to do just that and instead of forcing and pushing harder - simply step back and honour the Universe’s plan for that person, honour the Higher Wisdom that’s guiding us all - and in that sense - we are never really lost. We are just living out our curriculums with more or less ease, dependent on how resistant we are to it or what are the lessons that need to be integrated in this lifetime.
So, next time you feel annoyed with someone “not getting you” or misinterpreting your words, next time you feel compelled to push someone into reading that book “that will change their life” even though they show no interest at all in doing so - take a long deep breath, go within and bless the person, bless the path they are on and bless how different it is from yours while acknowledging that is no better or worse, it simply IS.
And it is beautiful and magical all the same.
I love you.
Nothing solid and lasting cannot be built on the shaky foundation.
I witnessed my life falling apart before my very own eyes this summer. I witnessed all of the illusions I nurtured so diligently crashing down and dissipating into thin air. I got scared, discouraged and confused. Suddenly all of the structure I was holding myself onto proved to be false and I found myself floating above the ground, directionless, clueless and uncertain of a single thing.
I also developed resistance to writing this blog. Somewhere along those hot summer days, I lost my initial vision for the blog and the fear of others’s perceptions and opinions grabbed me from behind while I wasn’t looking and even though I fought it and pushed through few posts that were begging to be written (somebody out there badly needed to read them), I finally surrendered and made a conscious decision to not publish any of my writings until I feel calm and grounded again. How could I ever help anyone if I myself feel like a wreck? How can I offer clarity and hope to another if I’m not able to see further than my own fingertips at the time?
Although I deeply trust that “our mess is our message” and that the struggles we encounter on our path are our greatest lessons, often meant to show us the way and asking us to share them with others, there’s something to be said about respecting the time it takes for the lesson/experience to ripen before it can be put out there under the magnifying glass, analysed and dissected in order to be used in service of the collective.
From personal experience I can tell you there’s an immense difference between vulnerability and courage needed to step fully into it so that we can share what we feel insecure and unproud of (usually guided by the desire to serve by our example, connect with others, offer hope and encouragement and allow the illusional barriers between our individual selves to dissolve) and premature sharing that can come under the disguise of those same motivations, but can never really accomplish them as it comes from a hot, steaming place - from a low vibrational point as it is an unloving and punishing act towards oneself and it cannot become anything else.
At times, as well, we unconsciously look for compassion, pity or some kind of “acknowledgment” of our pain from others - but it never results as we secretly hope it would. Nothing and no one external to yourself can offer you that and you’ll just get disappointed with your subconscious expectations crushed in a blink of an eye, probably even prolonging the time of healing and integration.
So, let your wounds dry out before you expose them.
Stay in your grief and feel the storm, but wait until later to describe us its power and colours.
We cannot serve anyone before we are in full service of our Inner Being, before we fully respect and honour ourselves. We cannot teach anything that is not fully embodied within us and if we try to, people will instantly feel the lack of authenticity and run the other way.
When the smoke goes out, the picture will be clearer and in the meantime you’ll gain the necessary distance from the experience so you can share it from the place of vulnerability, BUT without being attached to it as you were at the point just after it happened. You will certainly remain with some cords and feelings connected to the experience, but time and proper tending to the wound will provide you with the possibility to detach from it so you can slip out of the victim role and make the best use of the event through integrating its lessons yourself and sharing it with others for the greatest benefit of all.
Lots of love,
“There’s no reason to cry, nothing to be sad about”;
“Ohhh, such a beautiful girl and crying - what a shame”;
“There are so many worse things happening to other people - you shouldn’t be sad/angry/resentful about it”;
“Don’t cry, everything’s ok”
Any of these sound familiar? If you are a human and reading this post, chances are you heard some of these phrases or variations of the same many times during your childhood and adult life. The society we grew up in fears negative emotion like nothing else and we tend to avoid and escape it ourselves and help our loved ones do the same at any price and as quick as possible.
But, let’s take a look at the following situation.
What really happens when you are passing a sad moment and crying, especially as a child, and an adult figure you love, trust and appreciate comes and tells you that “there’s no reason to cry, nothing to be sad about” when what you feel indeed IS sadness and tears are pouring out of your tiny eyes without you willingly forcing them to do so?
What happens in the internal world of the child who is having an emotional experience that is real and palpable and they feel it in every cell of their body and yet the adult human that they trust and see as a more knowledgeable guide tries to convince them that what they are feeling is not valid?
Imagine the confusion within the child. I shouldn’t be feeling this way, yet I do - therefore there is something wrong with me, something not acceptable. I should feel different. I should force myself to feel different, because they say that what I am feeling is not valid or good.
That’s how we first learn suppression.
Although the intentions of the adult figure in the example above are most probably positive and loving, the act itself brings a message of shame and guilt, invalidates the emotional experience of the child and teaches it to suppress their emotions and not trust their internal guidance system. It pushes the child from their heart space and body to the mind, asking them to rationalize something that is not meant to be rationalized. They may stop crying and calm down, but don’t let that calming down trick you into thinking that you really helped them. You actually made the biggest disservice that will haunt them for long years to follow. You literally asked them to distrust their internal voice, filter the emotional state they’re in through the rational mind and place their trust externally into your words and explanation of why their experience is not valid. You didn’t “change their mood”, although it may easily seem so, you just taught them to suppress and ignore their internal compass.
And that’s how we continue to go through our lives - using the same approach whether the person passing through the difficult emotional experience is ourselves or someone else.
When we feel sad or depressed and someone tries to deny our experience through either listing reasons why what we feel is not valid or through trying to forcefully push us into the better feeling state BEFORE we are ready to move on, before the emotions we are having are fully processed - we start to feel disconnected and alone. Alone in our current experience and invalidated for going through it.
It is a help that is no help at all, as it shows us that what we feel shouldn’t be felt and therefore there’s something wrong or bad with us for feeling that way. People with depressive disorders usually have a loud and pretty toxic inner critic that would not miss this kind of opportunity to wake up even more and start beating up the person for feeling the way they’re feeling what will consequentially make the person feel even worse - it’s not anymore just the heavy, dark feeling of hopelessness and malaise but also an added layer of guilt, feeling of inadequacy and incapability to jump from one emotional state to its opposite when that is exactly what their surroundings expect of them.
If you happen to have a friend or a person you are close to who is passing some kind of rough time, depression or simply a hard day - don’t invalidate what they are feeling. Don’t set as your goal to try to make the person feel better, stop crying or make them smile. Make it your goal to be with the person, to be with them in their feeling state and make sure they understand that is completely fine what they are passing through. That does not have to be expressed verbally - a simple hug and presence is enough.
In desperate desire to help someone in pain, we often worsen everything by constant chatter and going over memories of other people passing through the similar stuff. Even though it is often with the best of intentions - many times it just creates more distance. Be with the suffering one and give them your undivided presence and love. Validate their state by not trying to understand it rationally even though you may not really “get it”. Feelings are not to be “get” or “understood” but FELT. And that’s a huge one everyone still needs to learn.
If it’s just within you that you are struggling to find a loving place from which you can be present to yourself while in pain and passing negative emotional experience, try to bring a complete awareness to those moments. We are programmed to move as quickly as possible through “negative” and uncomfortable feelings, bulldoze through, numb them and run like maniacs to the other side of the river, but that is not really useful and if you stumbled upon this post, the chance is you already learned that through your own experience.
Stay in your pain, stay in your discomfort, feel it and bath yourself in love and light while experiencing it. There’s nothing wrong with you. Nothing you should feel guilty about. Nothing you should try to explain or understand. Surrender to the wave of energy passing through your field, acknowledging it, feeling it, without judging or attaching yourself in other ways.
Most of my life, when passing through hard depressive episodes, I’d make myself suffer the double ‘cause of the belief that what I was feeling wasn’t acceptable, valid or “explainable” by the rational mind. Still, it didn’t change the fact that I was feeling it. Other times, when the judgmental voice inside my head would get too loud to bear, I’d reach out for help but many times to the wrong people who would, instead of easing my way through the pain or simply being with me, add more wood to the fire of self-loath and self-negligence. Not out of evilness or cruelty, but simply because they didn’t know any better.
Society taught us to escape negative emotional experiences in any way we could think of, so that’s what we’re doing. But, guys, you cannot go anywhere before you REALLY acknowledge and experience where you’re at right now. Non-felt feelings come up to haunt you later, they resurface when you least expect them or grow denser through time and suppression and manifest as a physical condition and disease.
Next time you find yourself or someone you love going through rough emotional experience, remember it is just about meeting you/them there and bringing your loving presence.
Nothing to understand or rationalize. Nothing to push away or run through.
Sorry that I left you for so long
I’ve been wrapped up in this blanket,
my eyes covered
with no view of the stars
but I’m back now (I hope)
I’m shredding the layers in search of
I just don’t know how should I recognise it
Should it be silky and smooth
or rough and steep
making my fingers bleed
as I pass them across my face a
I’ve been away.
Away from you
Away from me
(24 years? 42? 242? 424?
Tapping through the darkness
and constructing shapes out of smoke
to avoid tripping over
projecting the images from the mind
of “How It Should Be’
of “How I Should Be”,
with the lightswitch at the reach of my hand
which I was (let’s not bullshit - I still am)
too scared to press
terrified to See
the smokey forms dissolve
in the face of light
terrified to See
the surface of my skin
and the colour of my breath
as they are.
terrified to let
the porculain glass
fall and break into pieces
it fell down anyway.
and I need light to pick up the shattered pieces
to pull out those sharp fragments from my
and I see
that are not only feet
And I misplaced the forms.
I misplaced them
back to ground zero.
I’ve always seen myself as someone who likes changes.
Actually, I believed I thrived from them, craved them, couldn’t handle standing in the same place for too long, always having this deep urge to move, explore, transform, bring new into my life and shed old, get rid of all that stale stuff that wore off and lost their shine with the passing of time.
Recently I realized that it’s not true.
As someone who has tendency to control, who finds shelter in the illusory sense of ‘having control’ over anything and everything, who uses that same control as the anchor to ground themselves when things seem to be floating too high in the air and there’s no firm ground they can rest upon - I found that I do love changes and very much so but ONLY if I make them, only if it is myself that makes a conscious decision to do something, to introduce a change into my life on my terms and according to my schedule.
Even though I said that ‘control’ doesn’t exist other than as a mind-construct that we run to for a hit of false safety, I realized I like changes only if I am ‘in control’ over the pace and conditions in which they occur.
When they come suddenly and without notice, I can feel the solidity of the ground beneath my feet melting, my chest contracting and waves of anger, frustration and fear overflowing my whole body. I get so angry. Angry at the Universe, angry at myself for not having predicted what was about to happen and for not being able to keep my calm, let go of the rigidity my personality has tendency to cling on and simply flow... Flow, adapt and dance with the change.
I started to analyse and reflect upon my relationship with change, primarily upon my attitudes toward the changes within my emotional body - that has always, but even more so during the recent months as I stopped taking my antidepressant medication, been very unstable, very temporary in its states and everflowing - changing its shape, colour and direction from minute to minute. I wondered if my anger and frustration were connected solely to the changes in my internal world or they got triggered with the external, natural changes that I have no control over whatsoever, as well.
Summer period in Portugal can be tricky and for the last few weeks days were going from extremely hot to dark, cold and gloomy, sometimes passing the entire spectrum of sun, rain, hot, cold, wet, dry and windy - all in just one day. I’d enjoy a warm, sunny morning, making plans for passing the afternoon sunbathing on the beach when suddenly thick clouds would appear out of nowhere and in no time I needed a warm blanket to keep myself from shivering and catching a cold in the midst of July. I noticed how frustrated it was making me, how angry I’d get with weather, as if it was someone’s fault, as if there was a way to control it or prevent rain from falling and wind from blowing.
I noticed how much I started to complain, how much resistance I cultivated within my body and mind for this simple natural flow of changes that happens everywhere since the beginning of time. Why can’t I accept and flow with these natural changes? Why do I need to get angry and make myself suffer through resistance instead of learning how to adapt, how to flow, how to surf the ever-transforming shapes of this Universe?
With that newly gained awareness of self-provoked suffering through resistance to the natural flow of life and changes, I decided to teach myself to dance with it, to stay open and see beneath that resistance - look into the eye of the fear that comes from the belief that if I am not “in control”, if I don’t see the change before it actually steps into my reality - I am not safe.
Consciously practicing softening my body and mind through breath at first signs of stiffness climbing up my spine - I decided to broaden my vision and see if I can apply the same principles to my emotional states. What would happen if I looked at my feelings the same way I look at the weather? If I accepted that they change from moment to moment, that I can flow from excitement to sadness, from bitterness to happiness, from feeling connected to feeling isolated and lonely in a split of a second? What if I stopped resisting that flow and actually accepted it as it was? What if I surrendered to the dance, softened my body and learned the movements instead of staying stiff and tense in the corner, trying to remain firm in the place, while strong winds are blowing from all the directions, pushing me to the left at one moment and to the right the next one?
I have been a highly sensitive and emotional person my whole life and through believing it was wrong and inconvenient - I grew extremely resistant to that strong flow of feminine energy within me. I tried to push myself into the box, control the waves by neglecting all the expressions of my internal weather.
I tried to artificially create tropical climate inside of me, with no rain or clouds, turning the blind eye to the fact that I am not that and that there’s beauty even in places where weather shifts and transforms from one moment to another.
Now I see that I am the storm and the rain
Burning sunrays and painfully cold wind
that was forcefully put
into tiny metal box
I am removing my hands from the box, releasing the force and the strength to keep it tightly closed... and I watch the Ocean getting free, dancing in its expressive beauty and unpredictability.
And I am accepting that not everyone likes the Ocean.
Some people even hate it.
But that is no more good enough reason for me
to try to fit into a tiny metal box.
do not try to lift me up
my body is heavy
from all the love
I didn’t know what to do with
I stored it inside that drawer
hidden beneath my ribcage
lost the keys
along the way
what happens to the love
stored for too long?
is there an end-date
or a point at which
it loses its properties
into something else?
Teach me those secret words
that’ll open the halls of my core
Show me how to surrender
to the unknown sensations
that are trying
to make their way
through the void of my vessel
I release the reins
For so long
I’ve been waiting for its arrival
(For so long
I’ve been waiting for your arrival)
it never occurred to me
that I needed to
open the doors