Published in ILLUMINATION·1 day agoMember-onlyPlane BoredomA poem written while stuck circling on a plane waiting to land — This seat I am in Its fraught feels the same While I’m stuck in one spot Aboard this damn plane If ground could be ta’en Or simply sustained In some artificial way As to prevail this plane I might find myself Less acquainted with pain And less likely to be Pawn to the…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published in Be Yourself·Jan 25Member-onlyBreaking The Habit… With RhymeA poem version of Joe Dispenza’s daily meditation — INDUCTION Sit down now and let yourself sink into your seat Remain alert while you relax your forehead to your feet Take a few deep breaths to relax your mind and body In your nose, out your mouth, long, slow, and steady Your mind becomes present as you continue rhythmically And in…Poetry8 min readPoetry8 min read
Published in ILLUMINATION·Jan 23Member-onlyThe Raven & Me | Poe ReVersedQuoth I to the Raven, “Feel alone nevermore” — Once upon a midnight weary, while I pondered, bleak and bleary, Over one very loved and lost volume forgotten before — So I dogged, lazily lurching, roused myself to go a searching, Among the many volumes found beyond my chamber door. …Poetry6 min readPoetry6 min read
Published in ILLUMINATION·Jan 11Member-onlyThe Long Hungry Drive HomeA silly poem written on the trek back… — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readPhoto by A. L. on UnsplashThe Long Hungry Drive HomeA silly poem written on the trek back…----
Published in Be Yourself·Dec 31, 2022Member-onlyHow I Break The HabitA poem about my journey through Joe Dispenza’s Breaking The Habit Of Being Yourself daily meditation — Stop. Breathe. I feel the fear grip me It sticks in my throat like the tears I can’t free My brow now furrows and eyes deeply crease For fear that the tears will fill up and release But fear is precisely what I’m here to face That limiting emotion that holds me back…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published in Be Yourself·Dec 23, 2022Member-onlyThe Curse Of Being HumanA poem about being alive in a dying time — Why do I feel like a dead bird that has lost its wings and tries to fly if it could only fly as it flew once upon a time when time was much nicer and life much livelier and hope much hopier Why does it all feel like a hammer…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published in ILLUMINATION·Dec 15, 2022Member-onlyCan You Tell MeA poem about where we are and what… — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readPhoto by Aron Visuals on UnsplashCan You Tell MeA poem about where we are and what…----1
Published in Be Yourself·Dec 9, 2022Member-onlyToo Much To KnowA poem about holding space for the expanse… — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readPhoto by Greg Rakozy on UnsplashToo Much To KnowA poem about holding space for the expanse…----
Published in ILLUMINATION·Dec 1, 2022Member-onlyThe Words We WeaveA poem about leaving something meaningful behind after… — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readPhoto by Anja BaHu on UnsplashThe Words We WeaveA poem about leaving something meaningful behind after…----
Published in Be Yourself·Nov 27, 2022Member-onlyMy SanityA poem about the healing power of writing — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min readPhoto by Thought Catalog on UnsplashMy SanityA poem about the healing power of writing----