It’s the gnarled bark
the splintered edges
and the twisted growth
that craft the greatest character.
Root down in humility.
Let love shower over you like a soft spring rain,
The warm rays of peace and ease fill you.
So full, whole and content
That love and joy have no option
But to penetrate existing boundaries,
Bursting, springing, popping out into the world.
Allow self love to bud and peace and joy blossom.
There is just one of me – one body, one mind, one world.
Yet, when I am in the left side of my mind, my world is lined up in neat little rows of describers and stories that define all of my experiences, forming memories of the past and predictions for the future, a space of story-telling, label-making, and structure.
In the right side of my mind, I am larger, brighter, made of colors, shapes, and lacking concrete boundaries. When I step to the right, I feel free and open, joyful and full of peace. My world is expansive, allowing, and in so many ways limitless. In the right side of my mind, I am present and full of wonder, curiosity, and enjoyment.
I move back and forth from side to side, creating the dance that is me…but I do think I would be better off if I took a step to the right more often.
Love and joy are always there, just like the water and the air.
Sometimes it seems as if they only have a time or season,
As if waiting to blossom, like the first buds of spring.
Though, when my heart is open, I see they are always there,
Ebbing, flowing, budding, blossoming, no matter when or where.

Sometimes the world outside seems so bleak, so grey, so dim…without hope.
Then I dig down inside to find my deepest self, alive and blooming.
There, I find peace and promise flowering.
And the world seem a little less grey.