This little blog right here, is simply an exploration of my own human 'design' and a means of trying to express its reason for being! I don't know about you, but I'm curious. Curious about trying, and seeing what happens. Each day is an opportunity to try and align ourselves with our own basic goodness. Every situation, person we meet, is our teacher, our guide to learning and becoming more aware of ourselves. The signposts pointing us toward fulfillment of our reason for being, are all out there. It's simply up to us whether we open our hearts to them. Only we can decide whether or not we try. But life ain't fun if you don't try, so seek, explore, and be eternally curious about the life you've obtained. Be your own adventurer and you will find, there really is 'bien raison d'être' - much reason for being.

Thursday, August 29, 2013

New Worlds.

You give rise to the competition in me You call to the stand, my internal judge and jury Your honesty is the gun That triggers the truth in me Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide I can't play charades here Because you demand the answers come from inside You're a Sherlock Holmes in disguise I see you scanning me for clues With your inquisitive eyes Looking for cues Looking beyond my eyes Nowhere to run to Nowhere to hide I'm exposed, with you there Holding up the mirror To all my insecurities So that I may look deeper Drop the acts and the drama And find a Reflection that is much more true of me In ancient times This is how I imagined a king would be But now here you are Dressed in modern day royalty Summoning forth, the queen in me The one that bows to peace The one that bows to unity In an act of grace That can only be learned From love given And expecting nothing in return So here I am So here I burn You found me out You're in my orbit now Lighting up my little universe And kicking out Any shadows I had, previously cast by doubt Notions of who I was Are now just memories An old galaxy of black holes For this is a new world Made by the colliding of two souls Don't you know We are just loving space In human shells that time will slowly erase But what a gift to experience this time, this place With the vastness of you Nowhere to run to No longer want to hide This is not a game Nor a race And I see all this now As my eyes come to rest upon your enchanting face.
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