“You’ll be the Yin of me!”
“Yeah, you’ll be the Yang of me!”
“Well, isn’t that the point?
Internal Affairs
Tag: living
The Cycle Of Life
breathing is living
living is slowly dying
dying begins us
Crossing Fine Lines
Balancing act while
Teetering between Yin-Yang
Sometimes I fall wrong
**Originally published 1/28/18
Choosing Self
i will care enough
just short
of my destruction
all encounters
have earned
my compassion
but no one
deserves
to end me
Another Revolution Around The Sun
This is me at my wedding.
Much has happened in the last 30 years, even more since the day of my birth, 57 years ago. Today, I will wear a smile, no matter what! I always enjoy my birthday!
So many women (and men too!) shy away from owning up to the years they’ve earned. It’s something I’ve never understood. Why not be happy and even proud to say what age you are? Sure we’re getting older, but it doesn’t mean we’re getting worthless as we do. In fact, I’d argue that I’m in the prime of my life as the years tick on. Do body parts age and let me down? Absolutely but that’s the exchange for gaining knowledge and making it to some semblance of wisdom in those later years. I’m very happy to breathe every day and especially on the day of my birth. Because that day was a special day. There is not another human being like me around. I’m unique and for that reason alone, I think people should celebrate their day.
To all my Birthday Twins out there today, and to those who have an upcoming one –
I WISH YOU A FANTASTIC DAY!! ❤ ❤ ❤
That Quickly
I began dying the minute I realized I wasn’t invincible.
Ghosts We Should Thank
we look to the future
to attain a certain life
but what got us here
were the endless shadows
from our past
Finding Center
am i me
or what made me
am i to be found
or brought front and center
am i inside
or what’s on display outside
am i real
or is all this just an illusion
am i living
or just slowly dying
am i evolving
or is this all there is
am i a god
or just delusional
who am i?
Encased
everything i know about who i am is inside this shell
i see
what my eyes behold in a world belonging to my perspective
i feel
what my being is influenced by
i breathe
what my body needs for survival
i smell
what my nostrils encounter in this life
i touch
what my hands need to grasp
i hear
what sounds out around me
i taste
what i satiate my body with
this body is a vessel
holding in place
all that is required
to thrive
constant motion
inside the barrier
which separates
the external of my perspective
a heart beating on its own
food moving through long tubes
enzymes, bugs, and fungus
breaking it all down
the mind focused
on a gazillion things
while i’m focused
on a trillion more
this being i am
only knows about this one life
i reside in an
encased consciousness
Reality
being
living
is actual
truth and meaning
is found in reality
life depends on
existing without
delusion
