All posts tagged: spilled poetry

Dear November…

… let’s put a smile on each other’s faces. ”You’re exactly who you need to be right now.” Follow you heart, quiet the mind. Dance with every breath. Now is the time to set all worries aside, to rise above limiting beliefs and self-destructive behavior. Awaken to a new confidence, as forceful as the strongest, brittlest wind. Found within. Sometimes it takes courage to be who you are. Always found within.  You’ve never been my favorite, dear November, however, I know so well that it’s about redirecting the attention. Redirecting the thoughts. Good energy, good vibes, filling our lives. Know you have the freedom to express yourself. The freedom to be. Create the things you wish existed. Create the life you wish to live. There’s always a reason to choose happy. Keep it fresh, and wild, darling soul child. In the beginning, even when your goals seem out of reach you’ll have to trust yourself. Trust that you have what it takes to get to where you want to be. In the end it’s only …

Dear September…

… you make me feel at home. At home in this restless soul of mine. ”Darling, if you want to know love you must lose your fear of me.” The leaves shine bright in warm golden light. Utterly mesmerized, while watching summer falling so artlessly in love with September, whispering final words of goodbyes. Be aware darling human, be aware, you’re shifting just like the softest, brittlest wind. Stay open, be alert, now is the perfect time for a rebirth. While I’ve always kept summer close to my heart, still and all I believe my soul breathes for fall.  September is for faith. Love and compassion. It’s for knowing one’s worth, and the ability to shine light in another person’s life. Taking care of the body, as well as the soul. Exploring new cities and friendships. It’s for constantly learning, constantly evolving. Small steps in the right direction. Appreciating every victory, every mistake. It’s for blissful mornings. Dark, quiet evenings. Golden opportunities from dusk till dawn. The bright sunlight caressing thirsty hearts. Thirsty souls. It’s about …