Now feeling.
Neuropeptide calamities
rising, rushing round.
Annoyingly familiar.
Recognizing them.
Calling them out and
changing the game for ever more.
The playbook has been worn
the page’s edges rough, tattered
I’ve been playing and panting
while holding my breath.
So I benched myself in order to reevaluate my life.
I’ve practiced forgiveness a lot.
I have breathed full breaths
even exhaled completely.
I’ve stopped expecting and hoping
for things to be
or not to.
Focusing on what is.
Observing.
Opening my heart to love and patience.
Visualizing who I AM, who I wish to be now.
I AM daring to make goals.
Celebrating my accomplishments.
Smoothing sides and angles
connecting pieces once warped and wrangled
shoring up to true.
Rewiring my chemical responses.
With ease and grace I lead myself
to become who I shall.
Taught by, yet unencumbered by, the past.
For I AM to be what I will to be now.
In gratitude,
myshelldreams
“The Breath of Gratitude” “each moment is your present”
Wonderful, it is all good. Thanks for sharing.
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Well said
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Enjoyed your poetic writing … One word stuck out to me especially, forgiveness – realizing how important it is to forgive one’s self as much or more than others!!!
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I love your writing style. It’s different, and refreshing. Easy to read, packed with power. Keep believing.
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This is awesome! Did you write this? If so, you need to write a book and share your poems. Keep up the great work! Your edges are becoming smoother. Peace be your journey.
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