… First time that I have ever found an anchor on the beaçh.
I had to feel it’s weight on me. This has stabilized a ship through storms.
It could physically hold me down as it has for many throughout the years.
The contrast of black and white leave no room for the grey areas of my mind.
Been bought
Been sold
Ran away from any that’s tried to enslave me.
I know others havent been so lucky.
My choices lead me to some deep and painful consequences.
But I am free from them now
I’ve taken control of my life and consider myself blessed.
Tag Archives: Soul Love Saga
Crystallized intentions
Green hills the space in between is vital but is open across the landscape
I capture whAt i can but there is so much left out of a photograph
Vital life energies and auras
Escape me in the world
As i am only a conduit trying to capture the moment
Nature is my muse
Like the delicate petals of the flowers or the twisting
The crystalized look of dew on jewel weed reflecting fragments of the world around it
Luminous
Luminous is the color between usA hug that invokes endorphins
Rushing blood rises to my cheeks I feel my temperature rise
You move me beyond words
In this wild world.
You move me in the music you make
Dancing in ecstasy
To the rhythm of love
Harder my being/ Soul love saga
Harder My Being
You don’t understand
My experiences.
You underestimate
my being-
I had to take a stand
everywhere
I’ve been-
To everyone I meet.
MY soul is taller
And darker
Than your shadow
On a totally eclipse of the night.
My hearts been broken
To pieces of compassion.
This worlds my addiction
Slowly killing me.
I m a lost cause
Set my mind free from what I have seen
Fly hard
I love to hurt/In the beguining / soul love saga
I love to hurt
Love has been a terrible thing
It makes you hate
It makes you sing
It makes friend ships sink
Sometimes it brings people to merge lives.
Sometimes it tears lives apart.
Love and liars
I love to hurt
love patients is needed when love is here
never fear
Waiting around the corner
Love is a never ending story
Bringing tears to my eyes
Of joy and hate
Tears that still have no color
when you fall out of love
I want to feel free
like the many a nights
that I walked these familiar streets
I’ve ran with the moon the stars and the air
openly surrounding me
with only a small price to pay
Experiencing only the highs of life
with the lowest outcomes
having that freedom
erased my worries
As I escaped reality ,
stumbling away.
Constantly changing and adapting
learnin my own true being
new dedication
owed to myself,
time to regain
energy to continue in this life.
Societies Shadows
Silver iridescent shadows cast
Upon sacred sights.
Visions wonder
Across the midnight skies
Echoing sounds of nights
Lively terror.
Anxiety creeps into
Darkened mentalities.
Emptiness is souls
Angered spirits
Crossing each horizon
As loneliness dwells
Through my mind.
My hands touch cold hearts
Stillness touches
My body .
Happiness stands
As an illusion.
Society Held onto yesterday
Until tomorrow.
Soul love
Soul Love
A religion, a faith
Of believing in yourself
Your power,
Independence…
Overcoming obstacles of
Being used and abused
cyfer is degrees and
Patterns of life
repeated until we learn
and move on.
Celestial circles of compromise
Just listen
To new
Perceptions shared
Insights gained
Things that were meant to be
Or not meant to happen
Things said but never heard
All good words
That never existed
just lived
Intuitive healing/ soul love saga/39
water colour original
by Michelle
$100
I close my eyes
and touch gentally on the spine
breathing in stardust
and the energy from the stars, sun, and moon
a three dimensional matrix rises up
connecting the web of life
interwoven and interconnected
to everything that ever was
and everything that ever will be
i raidiate in abundant healing energy
Deep wthin this life vessel
we are everything that we need
to heal a
vibrating paradox
Life force energies grow with
focused cell regenerations
muscle manipulation
healing the core of care
self love
clearing of chakra’s
time to release all
that serves no purpose
thin vail
the thin vail lifts from my sub concious
and my mood synches with the full moon
silver reflections fall on the earth
as I am given the momentary vision of this
universal conciousness
if only I can be quit enough to listen
to the words whispered on the wind
and echoing in my ears
that ringing clarifies
i find the sacred in the mundane
i meditate as i cleanse
leaving space for abundance
I listen
I really hear
Being here
and present
in the moment
the quiet
without
squirms
without
whines + cries
+
other staples of child hood
I listen,
to the stillnes of the morning
house
without obligation
or inststance
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