Good morning freestyle

Good morning all. Heading out. Early day. Mind right. Thinking positively. Thoughts are things remember. All of them. Not judging myself or others is the plan. I'll let you know how that works out. Especially me judging myself. Loving myself. Loving myself really. Completely. These are words. Good words flowing through my head. Morning words like coffee, like hot shower.

Good morning freestyle

i woke up feeling very very good this morning. i listened to louise hay on youtube all night until i fell asleep then listened again this morning. i so needed the affirmations. they created so much space in my head. i am taking on not critizing anything or anyone this morning. did i spell that right? criticizing? i always have trouble with that word. this is a freestyle writing to get more of my juices flowing. i just keep flowing and going and give all of the many words in my head some place to go. i am thankful for so much today. i am changing my world by changing my thinking. i am loving me today and hope that you are loving you too.

Sleepytime freestyle

so glad that i am finally sleepy. my back has been hurting me all week. longer than that really. im sleepy now. thank God. gonna rest and rest and read until my eyes close because thats when the good good sleep comes. after a good story. thank You God for the check. thank You for being who You are. not gonna worry about nobody and what they think of me and if they speak or not and if they call or not and if they smile or not. i am sleepy right now and sleepy is a blessing. this post is a mess and i will reread it tomorrow and want to delete it and maybe i will but for now. good night.

How I unwind

This is the time I want my brain to slow down but it won't and so I freewrite to go to sleep. I have so many stories in my head and they all come rushing to the front trying to be the first out the box. But I don't want to write a story right now. I want to read one but I just finished a novel. Paint it black by Janet Fitch. And what do you care? And this post isn't even about you. Can't you tell? It's all about me and how I unwind for the night. Me with all of my ideas and thoughts and songs and poems and things to do tomorrow and what didn't get done today on my head. Me with my dreams and fantasies and there are many. Believe me. Me with my word games and what I did wrong and what went right. This is me remembering Alice at the taping of the documentary looking into the camera and saying that Jaha will be one of those women people write about and wondering what they will say. This is me in one long paragraph waiting until after the 23rd when the Mercury retrograde will end to reach out and respond to some emails with some folks with whom communication is sketchy at best. This is me close to the middle of the night just getting in and ignoring his calls and please stop calling me I don't want to talk to you you know who you are. This is me about to say my prayers and not start another story tonight because I will want to finish it or at least get far and deep and wide into the telling of it that I wont want to stop. This is me loving myself enough to pray and open a book and read until my eyes have had enough.

Whew!

I was having trouble logging in just now and started tripping then realized just how much I love connecting with the world on my blog. Yay! We are back in business.

freestyle poem on creating spaces for today

finding balance between
words for my journal and words for the world
why the balance
why not all words for the world
protecting myself
from myself
from my anger
from rage

against you
not all of you
but you
you know who you are
the psychopath reading this right now
living more lives / lies than you can keep up

you

finding space today for loving myself
finding space for art
thank You Mother/Father God that there is always space for art
thank You that there is always space for Spirit
thank You for mornings like this
waking up to Your whisper in my ear
its all going to be fine
everythings all right
feel all of it
write about it all

I hear you Mother

freestyle poem # 144433399930220.2

in the space of releasing
letting go
moving forward
pleased
forgiving myself
for believing so many lies
so many times
honoring myself
for seeing clearly
loving myself
for loving myself
for choosing me
choosing life
dreams
passions
loving myself for loving me

Stream of Consciousness - so much to be grateful for

there is always something to be thankful for
always something to take a picture of
to write a poem about
always something to sing
praise always praise

the birds
rain
celtics
boston today, please boston

New Day - Stream of Consciousness #2

new morning/ fresh thoughts/ letting go/ letting God work it all out/ He all ways does/ always all ways/ faith/ faith/ prayer/ with love/ in love/ sun/ son/ freedom/ the world is Gods and so it is mine too

New Day - Stream of Consciousness

because life is always changing and staying the same
and changing back again
because love is always around hanging around
always right under my nose
always right in my face hiding its face
and showing its light
and i can see clearly now the rain has gone

and i can hear Gods voice always clearly clearly
every morning without fail we speak
God and i
we chat and i am at peace
so much peace and i have happiness beyond measure
happiness that cannot be understood
unless you know God and Gods mercy like i do
i am safe in His arms

i am happy letting love have its way
finally its way with God at the head
and no turning back now

i am at peace in praise knowing my position with God
with father
with mother
spirit
love
light

Wake up freestyle poem #234a

because human beings are funny fickle beings you know
remembering to remember what is missing
thinking about what we dont have
things that dont have anything to do with keeping
us alive
not really
all the bills all the cars all the toys all the clothes

this morning i am remembering to be thankful for you
releasing and letting go all of the junk i held onto
the words the anger the ego the fear
remembering to remind you that i understand the journey
on the path myself

not resisting the wee hours
dedicating them to prayer
to poetry
to being

free

Wake up freestyle poem #234

because waking up posting poetry is makes me feel good
and isnt life easier when you feel good
because i am unfolding to all the answers
because i am loving the folks in my life
because all of you are my lessons my blessings

and freestyle poems are always bad
and arent they supposed to be
and whats the point of writing just to write
poems just for poems
poetry is the point

releasing is the point
letting go is the point
forgiving is the point
life is the point
health is the point
living my life like its golden is the point
even if that is a line from jill scott

a good line is the point

love is the point

Because

because this is a freestyle poem
on a sunday morning early
i did fall asleep
but i woke up
i always wake up
before i am sleep for too long
why
i dont know
i dont know

my mind is always busy
i am a virgo
what does that have to do with
the price of tea in china
like i really care
about prices and teas and china

because poems titled because are boring
but this is about you
because poems with the word because are boring
but this is not about poetry
this is about you

because this is not about you
because this is really about me
because i am growing and it is time
for the next level
because the next level is the test
you are the test
because you are the test

the question is whether or not
i am big enough to be bigger than
your pointing fingers
bigger than your mouth
bigger than your criticisms
bigger than your ego

the question is whether or not
i am strong enough to be silent
strong enough to stand still
faithful enough to know that
God has already handled
it all