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 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.
remember to move, dance, feel, rejoice, and express your truth like your life matters to you.
Can you be happy and at the same time feel like you’re going through something awful, that’s ripping at your muscle of faith, and squeezing your hope into a dark hole?
Cuz there’s a part of me that has a reserve of faith, I never run out.
My imagination keeps pulling me away from what I see in reality and deep into what I feel is possible.
Call to yourself what you feel is possible, no matter how things look to everybody else.
Who would you be without your fear?
your world vibrates in resonance with you
let your prayer be that you find the love you seek