exist

Meet
everyone, every chance you get.
Create
a grapevine.
Love.
every chance you get, every breathe you take.
Listen
to every dream, every thought.
Observe
without judgment, allow this moment to be what it is.
Focus
on your breathe. in love, out love.
Write
it down, give it life.

"next time someone tells you you made a mistake, tell them thank-you because without imperfection neither you or I would exist". Stephan Hawking

I love you.

It is not your fault.
I feel the pain our families are suffering.
I hear the lonely cry of man.
We must wake up.
The time has come.
How long must we suffer, how much is enough?
This is not just "how it is".
We, the people, can make the change.
Sometimes the enormous pain feels like it is too much,
even for the magic pen.
These words can not describe the horrors.
Music can.
Love can.
Dreams can.
We will find a way to heal the suffering hearts,
end this unnecessary pain.
darling sister, I love you.
dearest grandma, I love you.
strong, beautiful mother, I love you.
adoring brothers, I love you.
amazing, sweet children, I love you.
Grateful for all I am, now.

love. you and I.

The magic pen in hand,
I come to you.
Seeking your ever gaithful guidance.

The truths I seek seem to have no limits.
The struggles I face within myself
sometimes seem to swallow me whole.
Love is my only refuge.
I am love.
As I breathe in and out, aware of myself.
Love.
Consumed with the habit of replaying the scenario's over and over again in my mind.
I began to wonder if the choices I make are really mine?
Did I really decide to be here?
Is this my dream or yours?
Do I float along yours until I find mine?
Will you share your dreams with me?
Of all the long journey's of my past
I wouldn't trade not one,
It all lead to here, this will all lead to there.=
LOVE.

The visions are seeing light, they are coming forth.
like fireworks exploding throughout our universe.
Life,
love in full effect.
here we go.....