Only Time Will Tell

Time, it speaks in rhymes

I cannot hear.

Words of nonsense

I cannot fear.

Time, it speaks in moments gone.

In forever after this moment on.

If time will only tell,

I fear I cannot hear it well.

As I place my dreams upon

The moment now

Not a moment gone.

Life Should Be Beautiful

Those gray days

Grip so fierce

You might complain

But complaints no longer roll off your tongue

No

Instead you see the beauty in it all

The light filtering through the clouds

Trickling down

Enough to clear the haze in your mind

Enough to remind you

There is beauty in every moment

Some moments just require a little more

Searching

Yet when that beauty is found

You will sigh out loud

Smile slightly

Feel whole worthy fresh

Because life is beautiful

Even in those moments when we need to actively search for the beauty

You Touched Me Without Words

Standing in line so deep the end might not exist.

Trying out my patience in the holiday madness.

You keep catching my eye.

Even though I really try

Not to see anyone.

I steeple my hands in silent prayer. 

May the line move so I can get out of here.

You mimic me. Slight grin on your face.

Laughing now, yes, life is great.

Your expression says not to be so serious.

Take life as it comes. Be ubiquitous.

I have to agree. Wisdom from a child of not quite two.

You touched me without words. Thank you.

The Balancing Act

Life is one giant balancing act. Once all of the cards are stacked; a wind comes to knock them down. Which, depending on one’s views, can be frustrating or enjoyable. I see it from either perspective, depending on how my frame of mind is at the moment.

When I am consciously choosing thoughts that feel good. When I am ensuring that I choose harmony and love whenever and wherever I am. Life flows easily. I see the cards fall, and I am okay with that, as I know this is a necessary change.

I do not always do what I know I should. I sometimes get stuck on a thought or a belief that is not positive. I am working, everyday, to change that.

I find it interesting. The more I learn about mindfulness and consciousness the more I see how, as a child this was my nature. I can go back and see how that nature eroded over time. Now, I can celebrate getting it back, and improving on it. Finding the momentum to lift up, even on days that feel as if rocket fuel is needed to blast me out of bed. I find that rocket fuel, usually in the form of an animal or something in nature, as well as a positive thought, like a good morning to myself, to lift me.

Knowing on the days when even the sunny thoughts cannot change what is happening around me, I can choose to not fall into negative thinking, helps me get through. It is powerful to know how wonderful our minds are, and how we can live a loving, happy life, if we choose to.

May you find your rocket fuel to propel you into the future you desire.

Love and blessings, đź’• Carrie

2019