As if we don’t already have what we need
Inside of our multidimensional being
Outside of the luscious garden within our soul.
We feel thirsty
As if we’ve never seen rain
As if the soil beneath our feet was dry
Ignoring the strength of our roots
Ignoring the brilliance of our flowers
Ignoring the beauty of our ability to withstand drought, outlive famine and flourish in emptiness.
But what if we realized the liveliness of our garden was dependent not on the climate of our surroundings, but the firm, unwavering belief that we are wholeheartedly enough?
We are not just a seed,
not just a flower,
not just a garden,
but an entire forest
of blossoming trees.
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘦...✨
It does come out sometimes though.
Creeping into view,
It drapes its gray hues
Over my soft skin.
Like a blanket,
It may feel warm at first
But sometimes the blanket gets too hot.
Like at midnight
when I’m tossing and turning in bed
And I keep trying to take the blanket off
Detangle myself from my shadow.
And it remains entangled
Around my legs and feet
Attached, unwilling to give
Like the roots of a sycamore tree.
And one day, I decided to leave it on.
It grew heavier and heavier at first.
The temperature of my skin
Growing warmer and warmer.
But this time I laid still.
As if my body was unmovable,
its roots planted firmly below me.
And right as I thought my shadow would eat me whole
Right when I thought it was too late
and I’d be trapped under its weight forever,
And its gray hues integrated within my being
And I felt cooler, calmer, wiser
As if all of the wisdom I’d acquired this lifetime
And all of the lifetimes which came before
Found its way into my heart.
“I think I’ve done the ‘shadow work.’”
It’s weird to think
That in just one second
You can free fall
from a mountain peak
To the sea floor
You are the same
That you were
In the moment
Which ripped you apart
Come to my house at 4 a.m
tell me that I look like a galaxy
tell me my eyes are the only stars
You’ll ever need
Show me that your soul
Desires to be intertwined
Like a braided rope
That causes shivers down my spine
Your love is selfish
It’s filled with greed
You’re hot, cute, I miss you- you say behind a screen
But you don’t say what I really need
Which is not the words that come out of your mouth
But the feeling of your skin on mine
Intertwined, Side by side
Like two stars in the galaxy