Life moves fast.
Time to slow it down.
To reflect on my journey and see where I’ve been.
I’ve been to hell and back, in purgatory I had a home.
Never really free,
Never the true me.
Didn’t really think that the suffering would end.
That my soul and body would fuse back together and mend.
Over time my progress was slow but my life was changing.
Putting one step in front of the other like my life was in training.
I need to be thankful.
God has saved me.
He has provided.
I am thankful for,
And my mental health advocacy.
My higher power has raised me from the dead.
I am thankful.
I’m finding when I want to be creative and have no inspiration, it’s because of my ego.
A friend of mine from the past once told me what she believed ego stood for, “Edging God Out”.
When I think of that statement it really makes sense.
When you’re “Edging God Out”, you’re not attuned to the spirit. When that happens you’re only thinking of yourself. Then we build up walls around ourselves and aren’t able to release the negatives that grow inside of us.
When attuned to the spirit and not our ego, We are in harmony within ourselves. Because we are not only looking at ourselves but all of creation as one.
I believe when we are in harmony, we are all one. That’s what inspires me.
Have you ever been on a job working with others and the job goes easy?
Is it because you had differences, or was it because you were working together?
I believe the job went easy because you were working in unison.
That’s a lot like living within the spirit and not the ego.
As a creative person, when there’s no inspiration in my life, my life is not in harmony. That’s my indicator that my ego has taken over. My next step is to break down the walls, get myself balanced, and live within the spirit.
Breaking down the walls,
Letting go of the ego.
Watching as it falls,
My inspiration will show.
Searching for myself piece by piece,
Like a puzzle scattered in front of me.
Searching for a reason,
So I can truly see.
Clearing my eyes,
The vision is there.
Focus is there,
Please don’t mind the stare.
The new dawn is what I see,
What does that mean to me?
The dawn is the power of the sun,
It’s when I’m at my best,
It’s when I have my fun.
With each new day I feel the pulse,
In the moment,
Attuned to the presence of the spirit, the force.
The force is what drives me.
God in his Glory.
He revived me.
Only through him I’ve been saved.
Without him I’m enslaved.
Freedom has a name,
In him I’m attuned.
He was the missing piece.