longer.

i love ya
tomorrow
i wiggled into you
(you were worth the wait)
inhaling
through grateful hips
shoulders praising morning
i pointed these feet
east
toward Creation
while white strands caught my eyelashes
i increased the decision
taking longer strides
(trusting myself for
the 108th time)
letting what I felt
be felt
by
the air
and
sky
swallowed the noise
letting the sound of light play
from my body
making the days
longer
 

Michelle Bernard: longer – a poem from Michelle Bernard on Vimeo.

 

the women.

the women.

me.
explorer of dream.  
smile
casting magic on those in her orbit.  
knowing eyes
peeking out from pink and turquoise
feathers.
striped and barefoot and bejeweled.
sweaty, whirling hips.
painting the sky with patchouli hands. 

and

me.  
head tilted.
curious.
grey wool exterior, lined inside.
big eyes squinting.  taming Questions. 
determined for answers.
once prodded, bullied.
once,  
forgot her name.  
Determined.
close up, no injury.
underneath bronzed body armor—
dark, dried up, salty invalidation
chipping off.

give her little wings.

 

 

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do you let it go?

What to do…

when the person you thought you’d love forever

makes you sad, manipulates, cannot relate to your desire for growth?

How do you break-up with a best friend?

Do you? 

Do you stay when you’ve grown in different directions?

Kids know how to find friends who align with them.

We need to do the same as adults.

You are not a bad person to want joy and alignment.

rise,

Michelle 

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essential

RUMI.

As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears. 🌤

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Thinking and planning is certainly good preparation. But it takes movement and experience to grow wiser (and braver). 

 

Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are. 🌻

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I’m learning to be comfortable with being a bit uncomfortable. To move into a new and freshly inspired life, well… I need to become new and freshly—-you get it.

 

The cure for pain is in the pain. 🌵

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Oh RUMI! This one gives me life. I’ve always found my stronger, wiser self inside pain. I now try to reframe “pain”. Instead of it feeling like a dagger, it feels like a turning point.

 

Set your life on fire and surround yourself with those that fan your flames. 🔥

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I get amped by other warriors and risers. I want to hear about your transformation. I want you to brag about your courage. (Complainers need not apply).

I want to swell your head with compliments because you have done want you said you were going to do. I love to fan and applaud show-offs — the ones who are really nice people and sincerely feel joyful about what they can display! Talent inspires me. Drive makes me wake up. People who are grateful for life make the party rock.

Do you have a fave RUMI quote?

What does it move inside you?

I’d love to hear.

 

my childish ways

listen to what see says to answer Johnny at 1:54-ish… she recorded her best-selling music shortly after this interview ➠ LAST DANCE, BAD GIRLS, HOT STUFF, DIM ALL THE LIGHTS, ON THE RADIO…

I met her

had spaghetti dinner with Donna and the band and her husband, Bruce, before her concert in California 1984

spent the weekend with Donna’s personal secretary at her apartment in Beverly Hills and got to meet Mimi, Donna’s first daughter, who was there when we arrived

then the next summer I got to do it again.

I hung out backstage in the green room the next year from 4pm until Donna’s concert started, then returned backstage for the after-show party. I was 16.

I had told everyone in my town I was going to meet Donna Summer.

As a sixth grader on the playground during elementary school recess in Iowa, I was prophesying my future.

“How are you going to do that, Michelle?”

It was a valid question.

To everyone I seemed merely a wishful kid singing and hoping my heart out in a little city in the midwest.

But you see, I did NOT NEED TO KNOW how it would happen to believe it would.

I felt like it was gonna happen. 

My vision and feeling were the only proof I needed to know I’d meet Donna Summer one day.

And I ended up spending time with her twice. Hours and hours of time with her!

I learned at 11 that you can declare your vision and construct a real-life happening from your faith. You need to feel your vision like it’s real.

I’ve been doing it ever since.

What is your vision? Are you seeing it every morning and night with me like we planned? Visit my Facebook page so you can join me in seeing your future as real right now!

construct it

feel it

believe it

expect it.

 

ignite.

When we ruminate over a thought,

a fear,

or an outcome; we are using our imagination.

When we talk about what we want,

what we believe,

what we fear; we are using our imagination.

When we stay up all night because our mind is unleashed and running rampant between layers and streams and matrices of thoughts; we are using our imagination.

Whenever we daydream, we are using our imagination.

How are you using your imagination?

Your imagination has the magnetic force to attract to you its image.

Your imagination is filled with the pictures that encapsulate your burning desire or your belief about what’s possible.

Hopefully what you believe to be possible is also your burning desire.

If not, well that’s what you need to fix reconfigure right now.

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Michelle Bernard,

author of LEAN HAPPY HEALTHY YOU

and other ravishingly motivational journals

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fulfillment.

I had a plan. It certainly didn’t include being single in my late forties. If I knew this future 10 years ago, I would have thrown a temper tantrum at the angels. 

I am single. I’m 49. And I am happier today, yesterday, and the day before. I cannot remember feeling this free as a girl, as a woman, in every part of my life. 

These days, being single does not feel like being alone. It used to, though. And I’d hunt down a soul just to patch the hole.

I feel finally complete as I continue to untame myself, to drop my guard, my masks, my potions.

I am giddy and wild again like a curious child playing with the toys in her chest.

I whisper sweet thanks to experience. And Spirit responds to this exchange.

The boys who once broke my heart, came to apologize when they became men. The threads that tied me to many hearts over many cities and hopes are slipping out of my hands. I bless each one as they float like balloons on a slow breeze.

This story of my completeness I wish to share with my sisters who cry out to be loved by another as a sign of life, and worth.

I wish to tell them:

First set your Self free. Let her thrive in realness.

I would tell her to listen to the opening note of the song you always wanted to sing. This tune will enliven you. Sing it.

 

I would tell her Wave Your Magic over miles of dreams and fears, and follow every hunch that brushes your cheek.

I would tell her love is an unwrapped present you carry with you all the time. It’s been with you during all those misshapen relationships and solo Friday night dinners. 

Once you realize this, open it. Open your gift. It’s wild and untamed inside, made pure and rare, so don’t change it.

When you do–open it–you will have opened the love of your life.

You will have opened your full Self, and she’s exactly who you’ve been looking for all this time.

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for real.

Clawing for your dream to become real can be a bit exhausting, if it goes on long enough.

But God knows, you definitely have to go after what you want in full force if you’re seriously determined to make it real.

 

In order for most of us to claim our deepest desires:

to lose fat once and for all,

to cruise to a six-figure income,

to hold the keys to your beach house, 

to finally caress the hand of your everlasting mate,

we need to start acting more like a kid instead of a pissed-off, overwhelmed, confused,

and irritated grown-up.

 

Once you decide you are READY to acquire that dream,

the activity that must consume your “efforts” is playing

MAKE BELIEVE.

 

Use every pocket of me-time: when you’re in the shower, on the toilet,

driving,

or right before bed

to daydream VIVIDLY!

 

What’s new in your wardrobe when you’re 10 pounds lighter?

How does it feel to look at your bank statements after you’ve easily paid your credit card bill and sent extra money to your investment accounts?

Describe the kitchen and bathroom in your beach house.

What does your everlasting love say to you on Sunday morning?

 

Daydream the questions.

The answers become your vision.

 

Then PRETEND.

Feel that darn dream as if it’s real right now. And feel it again tonight. And feel it again in the car. And again when you take the dog for a walk. And again tomorrow.

Act like it’s real.

 

Eat the foods someone 10 pounds lighter would eat.

Send money to your nieces every month.    

Go to HomeDepot and select the cabinets and tiles you’re gonna use for the kitchen remodel in your beach house.

Wake up feeling that you’re seen and loved.

 

Actively MAKE BELIEVE your dream is real RIGHT NOW.

And like a crazy adult or a creative child, boldly PRETEND you are living your dream every single day without cease.

Pretty soon, really,

pretty soon,

you will live it

for real.

for real

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reach.

reach.

beating under skin

that knows

certain uncertain 

life. 

pushing breath into sound.

she writes herself

with her body.

her stories dance.

I am a WILD journaler. I journal every morning of every day of every week with a pen.

I journal my feelings with dance whenever I get the chance. Won’t you join me?

See my JOURNALS HERE.

More about DANCE WITH THE WILD coming soon!

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