To She , or , he that has an internal war raging having started long ago …may I offer you a chance to put down the sword . To know that you are enough and you need not fight for every step . Allowing a natural flow won’t weaken you strength . Leaving some of the old paradigms to become dust and accepting a new view could be sweet , could be kind and then begin anew .
The silences that come to us are a gift . An invitation to know ourselves and to become intimate
with the deep knowing that we are a piece of something greater than ourselves . Winds moving
the branches of the trees in a wild dance , calm , limpid waters soothing to see and a bird
launching into flight all living within your breath .
The silences that frighten do not claim to be the cause . The ancient memories that lie
dormant in our hearts and the truth of our intentions and dreams that help our hearts to beat
are what we’ve become fearful of knowing . Knowing deeply , so deeply that thinking of the
depths of the ocean would be like a raindrop falling against your cheek in a storm .
I wonder ….does one must step away to know ? 
The comforts of familiarity begin turning away and deep , long breaths move in to stay . The sky is where my eyes turn to for a sense of endless possibilities and are covered with smoke now and it has shut us in .
The still waters don’t bring peace but the roaring , wildness of the ocean calm the spirit and bring dreams to light . There is peace already living in each breath and each breath is as dear as old friends .
At first signs of restlessness …Remember to think and to go through those doubts and then you’ll arrive somewhere new . And remember to hear the feelings without making them shout. Splendidness is everywhere just maybe not your particular type . And your particular type will have your heart singing . Twinkling eyes , singing in your heart and twirling with laughter ….
That is where my restless heart wants to go .
Uneasiness creeps quietly towards any opening left unattended . That is awakening , the beginning to listening . The discomfort arrives to inspire and to move you . The breath taken in is relief to your mind . It is the promise of expansion and exploration . The breath released is the freedom to be in peace . Joyously and deliciously free to be past the fears.
…..To be continued 
I will find my way to the next side road . I will venture out into what seems unknown .
It may be a simple touch that brings new direction . And with it’s smile my heart will be known
for a second . The comfort lives in moments that embrace the fears and look for the side roads .
In the deep quiet of the night there used to live an endless invitation to set your spirit to soaring . A time set aside for discovery and an opportunity to break the boldest or the most mysterious bonds holding onto you .
Now in the dead of the night are the children . Children that did not ask for this life . Children being criminalized simply for being alive . Children being whisked through airports like some strange secret , like a lie .
The wailing , the visceral sounds of the wailing of the innocent babes and their Mamas being torn apart will follow these men in charge to their graves . They don’t know it yet . But it will . Haunting a spirit for evermore will be the suffering caused by the deeds of men with no heart and no soul .
Beating heart Be awakened and fully rise in your integrity . Beating my chest like the Gorilla behind the bars in the Zoo’s engineered habitat . Courage comes alive in the pulsing flow of your blood once you hear the cries of harmful tragedies by design . When integrity lies still and turns away from humanity is when humanity is no more . And when integrity opens it’s eyes to see that is when life becomes compassion which is blind to the differences between you and me .
The Eye of the Heart
