for my mom
(2014)
My mom is not dead, this was a writing prompt from a workshop I went to. It was great practice. I encourage you to try it: write a haiku about what you would say to a loved one while they are on their death bed.
There’s a living entity whose sole… providing the necessities for all… Our wants may be insatiable, but s… for everything she offers comes fr… Food, water, shelter, and air,
I, Ego Me, Genius They work together brilliantly When Ego’s not indulging In emotional addiction
Perhaps my greatest fear... the inability to unconditionally l… myself and others, including the world. Circumstances and situations
Melting, melting, my barriers are… old beliefs formed as a child begi… as truth comes forth to replace th… I move past this victim role & beg… I express gratitude for your prese…
Like fire I’ll spark passion within your hea… alive and bright! Like water I’ll rinse you of insecurity and f…
Thank you, la luna, for cleansing… for helping me take off my lenses… You give the greatest example of a… empowering me to learn from what i… Your ways are gentle yet profound,
You can get the girl without keeping the girl. If you want a lesson on impermanen… and how to enjoy life’s momentarin… I’m your girl.
There’s so much to learn and so many teachers. This life is a never-ending equati… on the chalkboard of time. I am grateful for each and every e…
I’m not that great at loving mysel… CORRECTION: I am learning the… How we speak to ourselves, our int… is so crucial to our self-worth. From these thoughts come the actio…
Ground. Grow. Flower. Seed Detaches. Soaring. Wanders Settling. Root. Breathe
Finding effortlessness in the healing process through acceptance and creativity. Every part of me makes up my entir… No need to hate
The sun shines through the window… Warmth from the closed off house b… I lay on my couch with a mind ever… each thought wrapping around each… Attaining limitlessness is all new…
The trees... They soak up the carbon dioxide I… as well as the inner turmoil I exp… They release oxygen for me to brea… as well as loving guidance for me…
Woke up with laughter there’s no sense chasing after what is not yet here. Sunspots on forest floors, tell me, Love, where is the door?
It feels like I’ve lived a lifeti… in a week. and this isn’t the first time. Time won’t stop to let me reconcile experience into being.