The Art of Love

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The Art of Love is not set ON a self-serving platform.

It’s built IN a foundation cemented with communication and empathy.

To understand another’s feelings, thoughts or attitudes you must let go of yours.

“The Art of Love, to see, hear and feel as the one you love, communication of twin-flames proportions.” Soulmuze

©️Soulmuze 2018

What did I do?… Time to burn to resurrect

#Soulmuze #Rebirth #RisingfromAsh #Phoenix

“Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.” Mother to Son by Langston Hughes

My stairs have all broken into fractured pieces and various sized shards have been painfully imbedded into my heart and soul.

Never have I experienced so much pain and heartache at one time back to back to back, day after day after day. I look inwards, outwards, upside down, sideways, forwards, reversing, searching for answers. What did I sow to warrant such return?

I cried out to the universe seeking answers, a sign, a totem, something!! I waited, I waited and still I wait, in return things continue to spiral downhill.

I can retain the mask of a smile but it is damaged, requiring repair as my eyes are marked with dark circles and puffiness that can only be covered by large tinted glasses. I can’t stop the rain so I must succumb to the flood until I have repaid whatever debt that is owed.

I no longer believe in “do unto others” for those I have given my love and support without question or pause have left me to be washed away and practically drown in the rising flood waters.

“You’re strong.” “You got this.” “You’re smart.” “Look how much you have accomplished.” Blah, blah, blah bullshit in my ears.

What? Are you ASSuming I never need??! The strong can never be weak? Can never say I can’t do this? Can never cry, scream or beg for help? Do you not understand why I support the semicolon movement? I considered it because the rainbow wasn’t always enough…

Doing what you have to do has nothing to do with strength, it’s called handling responsibilities. If shards of glass are impaled in my body causing me harm, tearing me to shreds are you going to just watch me die a slow painful death based on an assumption of eternal strength?

I do not assume anyone is eternally strong or an octopus or could be everywhere at once which is why I extend my help when asked or offer help to those I sincerely care about. I will cry with you and for you. I will wipe the snot from your nose. I am not a fair weather friend or lover.

The mind of humans never cease to amaze. If I attempt to step into your shoes, see with your eyes, feel with your heart, listen with your ears why can’t you do the same for me? Walk with those findings and just hold it.

When you have been grounded down to practically nothing the only thing left is to reinvent yourself. I must find a different branch on my tree of life for the fruits of my spirits have been depleted as it has nourished everyone else, now their needs are satiated, I am left dry, withered, wrinkled and empty.

As I select my new branch I will keep all of my spiritual fruits. No more shall I gracefully serve bottomless plates, give pack your to-go box and deliver on a dime. No more will I light your entire path. You will be served only what you serve me. If you serve me nothing I will not starve as have stored my fruits. No more off balanced scales.

Cry I will. Die a thousand deaths I will until I get past this negative magnetic cycle. When the darkness clears I will stand under the burning sun, dance to the music until I go up in flames then resurrect.

9 fruits of the Spirit:

1. Love

2. Joy

3. Peace

4. Patience

5. Kindness

6. Goodness

7. Faithfulness

8. Gentleness

9. Self-Control

“As Beethoven was writing his 9 symphonies the fruits of my spirit danced under the fiery sun until I became nothing but ash and at that moment I was reborn.” Soulmuze

©️Soulmuze 2018

Hold on for one more day

#Soulmuze #SuicidePrevention #SoulfulStoryTellersInc #StrongerThanUThink #TalkToAStranger #HoldOnForOneMoreDay #Sunshine #YouCanHelpSaveAnother #YouAreNotAlone #Talk

Until you have reached a point of no return and truly contemplated ‘Do I want to keep on living?’ you will never know the strength required to take your own life. Just like those who make that decision never knew how strong they really were. We will never know how many of them may have realized that they really wanted to live as they were dying.

Do not judge those who committed suicide. Do not chalk it up to ‘they have been dealing with anxiety, depression and/or taking medication for years.’ It’s not cut and dry, emotional pain, depression and heartbreak can’t be fixed with a pill. Recovery is not over night.

Look to the clouds overhead there’s an Angel who’s hoping you heed the words that’s about to be said…

When thoughts of suicide pop into your head remember your worth more alive than dead.

Lifeless body covered with a white sheet

What made you take that final leap?

Were you confused? Abused? Hurt? Afraid?

Was that the only choice you could have made?

We often think to end our life will be the end of the problem

But often times it escalates it to those you left behind.

They carry the burden,the sadness, the pain of your actions.

Death does not always bring closure or satisfaction.

It’s easy to say ‘it will get better one day’

When you’re not the one suffering emotional, physically, mentally

There is not a one word phrase or answer that can give you the strength you need to persevere

When the fight in you is gone its harder to hold on

But should you allow yourself to live for another day you are one step closer to beating the demons that try to take your life way

Hold on just once more and you open the door to life a little more.

Hang in there please stay for you can live to help extend someone else’s life another day.

©️ Soulmuze 2018

My New Journey Begins

#Soulmuze #Soulspiration #MyNewJourneyBegins #SpillingInk #MySoulSpeaks #DeathChangesAll #lightpath #LostSouls #Hope

“A heart that is troubled shall be no more.

A soul that is lost will soon find its way.

A flicker of light will provide seas of hope.

May the sweet fragrance of flowers be constant reminder that true beauty is within.

Open your heart and release your light path.”

©️ Photo and words Soulmuze 2018

I Am Poetry

“Don’t ever be someone’s #slogan because you are #poetry.” Sandra Bullock, 28 Days

I am poetry

Seamless like the ebbs and flows

of the ocean

Designed at birth

An effusion of poetic prose

Taking literary license

Driven by the transference of energy

Guided by nature’s elements

Too much for some

More than enough for that one

When he comes we will create

countless sonnets

Waves of dynamic lyrical schemes

Spinning

Plunging

Surging

Collapsing

Electromagnetic connections

Classic love that will be felt without even being seen

I will be his poetry, he shall be mine

I am not a mere catchphrase to be referenced in passing

But intense quality of unique beauty

A passionate soul that’s everlasting

Loyalty to be reciprocated

Feelings to be nurtured

Desires to be satiated

I am poetry

(c) Soulmuze 2017

Don’t just open, read


"I'm the book people always opened but never read."

Maybe the table of contents is overwhelming or the preface is beyond their comprehension. However, one should not be afraid to venture beyond the surface – if they are granted access may I add. Access is granted if genuine interest is shown; not for gossip, not for mockery, not for destruction but for insight with the intent to bond.

As we go through the chapters we may discover similarities or talents or that we are just hot grease and Pepsi but can amicably yet silently create boundaries for our relationship.

One will never learn if one never goes beyond opening the book.

Photo Credit: Google Images
(c) Soulmuze 2017

How do I find my smile again?

How do I find my smile again?

The one that starts from deep within and radiates beyond the shape of my mouth

How do I find the smile that made me tingle inside?

Not the fake one that I wear to cover the tears I hide

That amazing smile that I used to know

The one that gave me that special glow

The smile that supersedes minutes of great sex

The smile that carries from one moment to the next

The smile so genuine and sweet that reminded me there is no foe I could not beat

How do I find my smile again?

Buried under tears distracted by my fears

The smile that says there is nothing I can’t do

Empowering my strength to deal with life’s zoo

Didn’t know that I let it go until it was gone

If I don’t know how it was lost I’m not sure how to grab it back

Maybe it will return if I wait a while.

Can someone help me find my smile?

 

© Soulmuze 2012