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We should be taught not to wait for inspiration to start a thing. Inspiration seldom generates action. Action always generates inspiration.
Frank Tibolt (via kushandwizdom)
Day Twenty One.
stress drains every last drop
of will and inspiration that ever saturated
your heart and mind
it does it so cunningly
such that it distracts you
by bombarding you with idle worries
as it so stealthily sips at your flow
of elevated inspiration, ardency, and
every pleasant thought that ever lived
between the creases of your brain
Day Eighty Five.
let’s go to the ugliest spots on earth
and by each other’s presence,
make them the most wonderful.
with you,
darkness finds light,
hell becomes heaven,
school feels like a vacation,
inspiration flows and creations flourish,
my writer blocks sink into the deepest oceans
of creation, inspiration, joy, love and desire.
you are my canvas,
you are my brushes,
and you are all the colors
that find their way into my world;
you are everything.
and as much as i want to say ‘you complete me,’
it’s not as true as ‘you make me whole,’
and in my life i’ve never felt more empowered,
more accepted, more cherished,
more wanted,
more
loved,
loved,
LOVED.
•💌a note to Seefeld;
thank you. thank you for the wonderful days. thank you for being so safe that i could go out for a run at midnight when i felt like it. thank you for the freedom you gave me. for the long peaceful walks. for the fast sunrises and endless sunsets. for the hours in the same handful of cafés. for the pages i turned and the pages i filled. thank you for the inspiration. for the wild ideas that blissed my consciousness just from being surrounded by your greens and blues. thank you for the love. thank you for the nice people you house. the old couple that have the most beautiful garden, the nice waiters and waitresses that know my order before i even say anything, and the wonderful hotel hosts that turned to fast friends. thank you for the wonderful souls that i’ve met. the unexpectedness and spontaneity of it all. thank you for being one of my homes on this earth. see you soon.
(at Seefeld In Tirol, Tirol, Austria)
Day Seventy One.
as i allow the nothingness of silence
to surround me,
and words to fly and fade into the light
engulfing me,
i reunite with Me,
my true Self.
it is a pleasant, peaceful reunion;
it rises the love within me
and inspiration to fill me
as i teem that creative desire
into words and realizations
of pure joy and harmony;
i am complete.
in peace and silence
i have found truth and heaven,
and in love and elation shall i adventure
through my wonderful experience on this Earth.
Day One Hundred Fifty
wordless
i can’t breathe
air is shallow
too cold
i need letters
tired of this nothingness
i need silence
to move mountains
within me and shake
oceans to come crashing
out of me in tides and flowing waters
cure me from this
hostility
engulf me with inspiration
take me back home
Day Seventy Nine.
my bones are made of faith
my heart is my love’s home
my lungs are breathers of life and light
my blood is the flow of inspiration within me
my limbs are my bow and arrows shot towards my dreams and aspirations
my skin is the silk my heart nourishes with caresses and kisses
my soul is my true Self, my essence inside a miraculous vessel of complex human anatomy
i am a sky,
a garden,
an avalanche
and
i am a radiant, vibrant sun.
i am sand,
i am pearl,
i am water.
and it’s not the ego talking here, no.
this sprouts from the tongue, eyes, mind and heart
of the overflowing unconditional love of my soul.
Day Two Hundred Seventy Nine
every single human being
has access to an endless stream
of inspiration
it’s just that
some of us
are more receptive
and allowing and attentive
while some are preoccupied
with fears and self-limiting beliefs
that clutch their necks and freeze their limbs