11 keys to a magical life

Michelle Bernard 11 keys to a magical life

1.  believe, anyway 

2.  the words thank you matter so frickn much

3.  everyone is you, you are everyone

4.  daily exercise will lighten the load you carry (in your mind)

5.  your journal can collect your wisdom and evict most of your worry

6.  plunge your imagination into a vision for your creations/art/business/family/self

7.  live so fully you don’t fear regret

8.  promise to do what you say 

     and you’ll trust yourself

     more and more

9.  meditation can unbury a treasure. use it to excavate more clarity, confidence, and inspiration

10. prayer is a bridge. use it and cross to safety.

11. instead of being wasteful, take less

live above ordinary

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Michelle.

absolutely.

my folks wanted normal.
i got nods when i wore the beige suit (this happened Twice in all my 49 years).
i grew up around crossed fingers that I’d learn
hobby don’t make no money.
that would have to happen from magic.
so i went out into the wilderness and hunted degrees, certs, and validation– i even dry cleaned and starched a white collared shirt
i did very good to grow-up and be —not me
though wild chocked me with its vines squeezing for books to be birthed,
books to be purged from poetry + pain,
books to be rinsed from journals stashed in dusty cardboard boxes  
but when i heard the whisper from the muse at the nape of my neck
i could, no more, deny 
she said go be
be like those explorers you spy , like James Baldwin, Toni Morrison, Joyce Maynard, the ones who wore wide floppy felt hats covering one eye.
meet them and sip cappuccino til 3 then wine till your journals swell.
go on
be lifted up from your juliette balcony by the magical balloon filled with the air from your imagination and meaning.
both have the power to raise you up, even when it rains.
normal, at this point, is absolutely impossible.
Michelle Bernard listening to her song

the leader.

beyond exhaustion
knees stiff from spinning
heels sore from the pace
lips tired of saying my lines
i found another breath in you
before flatlining into fear, a fate that could permanently end curiosity,
you pressed into my chest and gave me life again
revival.
hold my hand
pull me safely to the wings
away from the trip wire of resentment that runs
the world’s stage
i will let you
position me
set my wrist
turn my chin
place my feet
even though i prefer to lead when i dance
sometimes you have to follow.
Michelle Bernard

what you need.

your heart will be persistent

even if you leave it to wither in a shoe box

even if you flatten it and use it as a bookmark to save your place

even if you bury it in the garden between the bossy rows of peppermint

your heart will keep on trying to tell you

what you need to know

to be able to survive

to be able to go on

to rise

to be free.

when you are ready to listen

when you are ready to know

when you’re ready to let go

your heart will say to you 

you’re the one that I want.

BE YOU.