Category Archives: sensory processing disorders

water color washes over me/2012/ soul love saga

I found my mouth salivating

as the kids

meddled their fingers in

water colors

color washes on thick paper

my mind reaches into the empty dark

chasm of possibilities

when I open my eyes desires melt

as the to do

lists mount

high with expectations

mountains of laundry

lay awaiting

sprawled out in the colorful horizon

a landscape in need of vacuuming

 

kids echoing wants as

my mouth dries in arid anticipation

of the mayan end of the world

fear of stagnation and unchanged environment

rises above

with the hope of a new world

with collective consciousness

 

dis orders/38/soul love saga

Open your eyes and see me standing here

 

calling out to you.

Hear me as I speak.

I need you to listen to me.

Everything I do is for you

I sacrificed everything daily just so we can survive.

Lost my dignity.

My body is changed forever.

My soul is growing, thriving and suffering

all at the same time..

Guilt plagues me in the nights

as well as lonileness that dwells in the stillness

when you all sleep like angels sweetly

safely

without showing dis abilities

acting incapable of progressing

or raising your families vibration.

You won’t ever read this

the lack of interested in everything

i say and do is capable of tearing down

every thing I have worked so hard for.

Instead of running away in the face of adversity

and chaos that constanly plague our lives.

I meditate and try to raise my own vibration.

I walk behind you and try to guide

while doing damage control.

I cook you meals at your own distaste

but I make sure they are wholesome

while you waste.

I listen to your screams and your disrespect

incapable of grasping reality

tearing at the boundaries like a holy terror.

I clean all day as a ritual

hoping to calm the savage beast

ease the chaotic into well being and

clear the mind.

while the structure is even

the mess from destruction

leaves dust settling in every corner

and broken glass that was shattered

in difiance.

My mind is in constant tramatic influx

searching for answers

while more questions are being created.

sometimes it is too much for one to handle

like throwing me over the edge

where is the grace

or guiding light?

where is my other half

making it right?

Where is the path or

instruction manuel

there is nothing i wouldn’t do

to make it all right

to feel the ease of love

that could make each day worth living

and enjoying again

 

 

conscious alignment

Joining the evolution

like a rebel coming from

the wastelands of reality

taking my prana into chakra’s

healing each one

against the currents of toxic waves

flowing my way from

every direction in this environment

Healing through light

transit pieces of well being

sacrificed by the reigns of

elementary reasoning

chaos that dilutes the life vitality

is the constant battle of disorder

dis-ease

I prostrate/38/soul love saga

timeless picked his nose with a twirly hose

for  a higher mind

I prostrate

I prostrate for a higher mind

sacrifice for a stronger family

stronger families sacrifice

support for a community of well being

being well

rising for service

rising vibrations

raising vibrations

rising voices

 

insidious observations

puzzle peices

insidious observations

counting time where it goes

where this path will lead

gradual preoccupation’s

of teenage dominations

this will only get worse

as the world spins

out of control

how do you grasp

something so big?

wide?

expansive?

as attitude?

diversions

techniques

multiple personalities and kids

striding

heaping preoccupations

when I just want to kick back

take a load off of my anni (hilated)

mind and body

find my center and move there

find my personal space

and live there

 

walkin and talkin/37/soul love saga

protector of my house

 

 

Walkin +talkin

for that I should be thankful

time tendered

curiosities

life rendered

in momentarily

blissful season

for that I should be thankful

sensory processing

issues have a name

for tactile disfunction’s

despondent to my

speech respondent  to my body

auditory + speech processing

so many disfunction’s for these disorders

all in my house hold

all for a single mamma to care for

protector of my house

and executive functioning

walkin+ talkin

for that I should be thankful

busting out of my seams

reachin every limit

the sky is not capable

of holding us all back

our attention deficit

smashed the glass ceiling