"I need to get it over with."
Is it true?
No. It's not about getting it over with.
It's about be-ing.
present.
right here now.
breathe,
feel,
notice...
without the thought I need to get it over with...
there are violins,
and angels resting on clouds, literally--
without that thought, I am an angel-- no guilt.
Softness, where hard edges prevailed--
razor sharp blades,
barbed wire
to catch on every move.
barbs: damned if you do,
damned if you don't
without the barb,
notice the ease and grace and movement,
natural, given
receive
the miracle,
the harmlessness of every possibility
without the thought "i need to get it over with"...
without time,
my chest rises easily
of its own accord,
zero effort on my part,
oh how lovely,
how very very lovely
to notice
a trillion cells working for me,
a trillion more,
a gazillion more,
far beyond measure,
life,
wind,
H2O
i love the curves,
the shape, the color, texture,
everything
about one branch,
twogether,
threesomes
for me
who would push
one speck away--
hell: pushing away
my mother, All
my father, All
my provider, All
my mirror, All
thank you
thank you
thank you
joy in the looking glass,
crystal clear
no more direct path,
no closer can i get
to myself
than when i look at you
and you
and you
TA: I don't need to get it over with.
I need to not get it over with.
I need to stay here
and glean everything.
I need to look closely,
to notice,
to feel,
to consider,
to breathe
I cannot get it over with
(the pressure that accompanies that thought).
It will only go when I no longer believe
the thought that causes it.
Leave no stone unturned.
This moment IS my home.
There IS no other.
inHabit.
Is it true?
No. It's not about getting it over with.
It's about be-ing.
present.
right here now.
breathe,
feel,
notice...
without the thought I need to get it over with...
there are violins,
and angels resting on clouds, literally--
without that thought, I am an angel-- no guilt.
Softness, where hard edges prevailed--
razor sharp blades,
barbed wire
to catch on every move.
barbs: damned if you do,
damned if you don't
without the barb,
notice the ease and grace and movement,
natural, given
receive
the miracle,
the harmlessness of every possibility
without the thought "i need to get it over with"...
without time,
my chest rises easily
of its own accord,
zero effort on my part,
oh how lovely,
how very very lovely
to notice
a trillion cells working for me,
a trillion more,
a gazillion more,
far beyond measure,
life,
wind,
H2O
i love the curves,
the shape, the color, texture,
everything
about one branch,
twogether,
threesomes
for me
who would push
one speck away--
hell: pushing away
my mother, All
my father, All
my provider, All
my mirror, All
thank you
thank you
thank you
joy in the looking glass,
crystal clear
no more direct path,
no closer can i get
to myself
than when i look at you
and you
and you
TA: I don't need to get it over with.
I need to not get it over with.
I need to stay here
and glean everything.
I need to look closely,
to notice,
to feel,
to consider,
to breathe
I cannot get it over with
(the pressure that accompanies that thought).
It will only go when I no longer believe
the thought that causes it.
Leave no stone unturned.
This moment IS my home.
There IS no other.
inHabit.