(slowly) happy birthday to Me…
The clock has crossed the finish line
and begun this beautiful new day
This very minute everything begins new
I start this day soft,
in the darkness,
adjusting to the new date,
this particular date,
the date of my birth –
51 years ago now –
this year is passing quickly
I am living in this now,
in this wow!
It’s all happening!
No more filling time
No more empty spaces
No more waiting for…
I breathe my gratitude,
float away on a smiling cloud
as I drift back to sleep
I am a recovering addict- addicted to artifice, disguise, misidentification, distraction, substitute gratifications, materialism, being right, winning every silly battle. Now I want to be a re-uncovering addict- addicted to baring my naked soul for all to see, particularly me. I want to see straight through my armor to the essential being quivering below. Nothing to hide, no place to hide it.
– Jeff Brown
I hereby break all contracts I made unconsciously & consciously before I knew the depth of my own Spirit; the silent ones, the ones I inherited, passed down & accepted as my own from generation to generation.
I hereby severe all ties with that which holds me down & back, unable to see the glimmer of what I know to be true, whether by my own creation or by expectations tied like weights around my ankles by others lost in the sea of their own confused hearts.
I hereby reclaim my right to choose how my story unfolds, armed with creativity, a heart made of gold & reverent humility.
I hereby fully accept all of this living & what-is-yet-to-come with brash integrity & loving determination.
I hereby swear to use my superpowers for the love of all beings & I return anything that no longer serves my Higher & Lower Self (& the ones Caught-in-Between) with gratitude & consciousness.
I do this all with love, from the great source of it found in my very own beating heart.
– Bryonie Wise