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Choosing The People Around Us

Mutual Suspicion

I create my own reality. Does this mean
That I choose those around me like friends, family,
And acquaintances? Their vibrational essence
Is what I choose, and if I should take great offense
To their being in my life, then it’s hard to be
In alignment because my vibration isn’t clean.

I’m creating a vibrational version of
Everything in each moment. The universe fills
In the details. Cooperative components
Are assembled along with the kinds of events
That are like my vibration. The thought gives me chills.
Somewhere in this equation there has to be love.

Love is like getting hungry again long after
A most satisfying meal. I think I’ll never
Be hungry again, but I will. I don’t freak out
When I’m hungry. I don’t keep my mouth shut and pout
Like I used to. I’m open to the endeavor
Of living a life of abundance and laughter.

Contrast is like the next meal and eternally
I will hunger. There’s always going to be more
Right along with more choices. I get to decide
Who I take along on this continuous ride
Through existence. Respect for myself is called for.
To attract what I want is my reason to be.

Do Not Love Half Lovers

Accept Nothing But All

What is wholeness? It’s something I don’t think about
Very often. I take for granted everything
Is complete in its essence until something goes
Not quite my way then I am stuck in the shadows
Where my perceptions of lack leave me wondering
What has happened that I am consumed with such doubt.

I Do No Love Half Lovers. I take this advice
Knowing that my life as it is I can enjoy.
It is both exhilarating and magical.
If I decide to live my life fully I shall
Have the wisdom to create and not to destroy.
If I am to enjoy life I’ll pay the full price.

What often happens is that many of us live
By other people’s rules and their expectations
Instead of by our own vision and set of rules.
Each of us has a unique set of molecules.
Those who reflect on what they wish for are the ones
Who inherit this earth and have so much to give.

For my life, where do I draw the line in the sand?
What do I dream about, and what do I sand for?
What truly matters to me more than anything?
Until I map out my own path what I will bring
To the table is something that life will ignore.
Anything halfway done has no room to expand.

The Most Difficult Thing To Explain

Existence

Who was I in my past life? Who am I right now?
How long will it take to attain liberation?
These questions all have answers, but who wants to know
Is the one most important if I want to grow.
It all comes back to myself because I’m the one
Who provides the right answer without knowing how.

Yoga teaches that breathing is how I find out
Who I am at my core. Simply I’ll meditate
On the question intently until there’s a clue,
But indeed the most difficult thing I could do
Is explain me to anyone else or placate
Others with my performance while fettered in doubt.

Is the root of the matter to get something done?
Doing things cause problems more often than not.
It’s amazingly simple to just be at ease
With this moment eternal. There’s no one to please
But the self who deserves it much more than a lot.
There’s no doubt in my mind that this life can be fun.

Death and suffering cannot be problems I face.
They’re merely consequences that living creates.
Yet the worst kind of suffering is when I think
That there is a way out, but I’m just not in sync.
That I Am in this moment further demonstrates
My existence is solid and worthy of grace.