A Collection of Writings on Love
Sticky Note 2: Harmony in Haiku
Love's prerequisite:
Cultivate it from within
Then you receive it
Divinity in Practice
I'm inclined to believe that the most righteous act in all humanity is love
Unconditional
Unsolicited
Undeserving
Love
It is the common thread amongst that which we consider celestial
Tying us to the tail ends of shooting stars
One could only hope to coruscate with such brilliance in the dark
Or sunshine
Love shine like sun god
You be child of God
You be light
You be warmth
You be recharging
You be life
Blind them with your truth
Reveal to them the way even when they claim to be headed in the right direction
Let your spirit sing holy through its vessel
Be divine
Be love
Free Write ((10/05/16)
As of late, I've found it increasingly difficult to write from any space outside of love and accountability, be it of self or others. I'm sure this is because of changes that I've been trying to make in my day-to-day life. Having also found myself lacking in both areas and reliant on the external to fill the void, I realized that I was my problem. In the like, I was, I am, and I will be my solution. I don't remember exactly where the pursuit started. I just know it was in between lines just like these. I remember carefully scrubbing ink over every empty space until I found them. Self-love and self-accountability. Once I tasted them I was hooked. I studied them. I studied until I knew them as having been sourced from within rather than objects to be attained. I studied until I knew them well enough to teach. And I taught myself some more. I learned that love and accountability are the bases on which all things should hope to build a foundation. With feet planted firmly in both, one could manifest nothing short of greatness. Ascension, so to speak. I know the above to be completely true in my own life as well as the lives of others. I do believe it’s this truth that motivates me. It drives me to share my failures and successes along this long road to what I could only hope is righteousness. Happiness. Peace. Regardless… I’m now too deeply rooted in love and accountability to move. And quite frankly, I’m comfortable here.
I've always had pretty big hands
They were decent on a basketball court, subpar on the football field, and great with a pen
But one thing these hands of mine always excelled in was holding grudges
They were the only feelings I managed to extricate from the ruins of my many broken relationships
I figured I might as well get some sort of consolation prize for not dying of too many attacks of the heart
They fit so well in my palms
They felt right
Purposeful
Each one was like hot water over frozen finger tips
It was always a shock you knew was coming
Always painful
But
Pain was a feelin
And that's all I wanted
All I wanted was to feel
To feel in charge
To feel in control of something other than how many tears I shed before I decided I was over it
I never got over it
Failing entirely to realize that the little piece of torment I chose to hold to would never allow me to move forward
Because contrary to popular belief
Grudges could never bind you to the individual
Only the pain you birthed with them
Each one its own boulder full of salt and resentment
They were heavy
I was strong
So I chained myself to another
And another
And another
Until I could barely move
Frankly, I didn't want to
I was determined to stay in that same spot until my transgressors made their way back to repent
They never did
Instead I stood exhausted and frozen in a lifetime of yesterday
I was unwilling to be moved
Causing an inability to reach the only thing that could set me free
Love
Credits:
Created with images by brenkee - "clouds green beautiful landscape" • SplitShire - "pier wooden lake" • Fort Meade - "Service members connect with martial arts" • pixel2013 - "rose culture rose floribunda"