To The Lion-Hearted


In the face of supposed

reality

you roar in defiance

of all that

seems to be true

when viewed with apathy

and hopelessness.

Courageous

of heart and mind,

you rise above 

mediocrity and judgment

to chase away shadows

and banish

the paralysis of self doubt.

You are the one

who empowered yourself

to live

a life magnificent

and inspiring,

not due to perfection,

(oh no, not at all)

but by the power of facing

everything learned,

accepting every experience

no matter how difficult,

and living

the silent roar

of the truth you exemplify.

You~

the Lion-Hearted.

 

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There is a part of us that never

gives up. A hidden, secret, holy

place that holds the last remaining

dreams we refuse to release to

the world of pain, hopelessness,

and “reality”. The truth of us

is always in there, the truth of 

us remains when all other parts

of us cower in fear and shame. We

still have the eyes that search

for the other half of us; the missing

rib, the lost magic…There is a 

part of us that never quits. A silent 

sacred place that bears witness

to our betrayals, our loss of

courage, endurance and ability

to recover from fatal cuts. The 

injuries we sustain seem permanent

until faced with this relentless

grace we hold within ourselves…

When, at long last, we open our

mangled hearts and love anyway.

False Reflection


Who do you see

when you look in the mirror 

each night,

having failed what feels like

one too many times?

I see an Amazon

standing tall after conflict

preserving all the good possible

salvaged from what remains…

I see a Prophetess,

sharing  inspiration

from your experience of the world

with strength of will

at your side…

I see a Goddess,

the source of your own light~

radiating generously

into the lives of those around you.

You see yourself

as broken, and foolish of heart…

I see an Angel offering grace,

a Guardian with no weapon

save compassion,

an example to follow… 

A Mystic, embodying

the transformation of each of us

into the absolute wonders

we are all meant

to be.

Rise


Time will tell,

time will heal,

it just takes time…

All the cliches 

are true

for a reason…

But nothing changes 

the now,

the pain of now,

the disillusionment 

or the heartbreak

of now…

So cry your tears

of anger, hurt

and disappointment…

Shake your fist

at the circumstances

that have

taken you down…

Stagger to your feet,

jut out your chin

and put fear into that very thing

that tried to put 

fear into you…

All you have to do is rise.

One. More. Time.

The Cure


 

It’s not insanity

to use the healing of

your wounds

to refresh your soul.

You have every right,

no~an obligation

to yourself

to take everything

in your heart

and hold it close

as you fling all you are

into the unknown,

throwing your arms open,

defiantly sharing your light

ready or not.

It matters not at all

that your knees knock

and your hands

tremble.

What matters

more than anything

is the courage it takes

to try.

Burn


Rest quietly for a moment

in the power of your potential…

Feel the irresistible

tug of your heart as it trembles

with the desire

to be set free…

Listen to the whispers

of the thoughts no longer willing

to be brushed aside

or trivialized…

Soul tears fill your eyes

from reaching into

the City of Jewels

where your dreams have waited…

For this exact moment

in time,

when you would find

your courage

and 

release your Fire.

Legacy


the moment

you decide to change,

everything inside

shifts to a new reality~

freshly created

from the thought itself,

through your heart

and out

into your new world…

in one instant

your future transforms

turning your dream

into an intention

that in the moments after

will manifest itself

in the choices and actions

that reinvent 

who you’ve been until now…

in one heartbeat,

one thought,

in the quietest whisper

of your never forgotten dream,

you finally realize…

the moment 

you decide to change 

your legacy

it is so.