Wise old energy came to visit to remind me of the power of a smile A thousand words said in just one smile: I love, honor, respect, feel you I am humbled, alive, grateful You Reminded me the power of letting go While still holding the strength of your wisdom to fuel my own Thank…

so much can be said without words. but it’s amazing how we have seemed to agree on these letters smooshed together to define the millions of feelings we get to indulge in. yet, we rarely appreciate this, that there is language with no words, and when need be it can be created. there are multiple meanings…

what do i need to do to make my heart happy? … my heart is not happy when it feels “still” although it is never still there is no awareness of it no recognition of its existence nothing moving it to make me feel just the continuous flow of blood but nothing to stimulate and…

if it is a waste of time to just merely exist, then why does just breathing feel so peaceful   we spend time, running around, looking for a purpose to fulfill, i personally feel purpose, when i am still   i am here – g.c.

  two left feet, elephant arms swinging, movements way off beat, from the tippity top of tired lungs, tortuously loud singing, unstoppable, music rushing like blood through her veins, messy tendrils of golden hair are probable, naive and displeased with life’s foolish games, she dances, dances to release this pain, spinning around, until reality can…

i love the lonely nights when i sit in spite of the clock its tedious tick has the characteristic of a gnawing itch it is a mind game i win i make the rules decide if i will be eluded i’ve grown stronger now my perception reaches beyond deception the quiet night quiet like myself…

  i know there are those who feel pride, when they tear others apart. it brings them a feeling of joy, of power and dominance. that feeling that they get is their own illusion. they do not deserve pride from believing they have destroyed someone, like they have bettered themselves.   you can only destroy yourself….

  with love comes the fear of losing it but fear is meant to be challenged you may struggle but being able to appreciate what is without imagining yourself without is worth the fight memories and the future only seem better when you don’t feel the love that surrounds you now there is always something great…

I Am

my eyes to see, my nose to smell, my elephant ears to hear, my hands to create art, my legs to travel, between them to birth life, my hips to carry, my tongue to express, my lips to soothe and heal, my arms to hold.   this is a body. it grows. it changes.  …

happiness was this butterfly i would never dare to catch because it was scary to imagine someone as anxious as me to hold something so delicate and free   ungrateful, unhappy – g.c.