Tag: poetry

May I.

May I show compassion

To even those who harm others

May I always seek peace

When others choose violence

May I be grateful

Even when life gets tough

May I seek forgiveness

Knowing its a gift to myself

May I choose love

When fear crosses my mind

May I choose freedom

Over security

May I always seek to understand others

Not judge

May I be in this present moment

Even when my mind drifts to the past or future

 

Chaos.

I can always find something wrong

Something to worry about

Complain about

My mind is gifted at causing my own suffering

Untrained & disobedient

It drifts from lane to lane

Speeding at 130mph down the highway

Out of control

Rarely grateful

Often a victim

Always right

All else is wrong

Happiness always found around the corner

Grand delusions of

Discipline, commitment, and focus

Today I can make an effort to pave this new path

If not now

Then when?

 

 

All Will Be Okay.

When we are lost

When we hit the lowest of lows

There is always light

Light within us

Surrounding us at every moment

 

Let the wind dry your tears

For every storm will pass

The sun will rise once more

Bringing light into the darkness

F#ck it!

Stress at work

Stress at home

Fuck it

I care too much what others think

I care too much what other do

Fuck it

I think about my past and I’m sad

I think about my future and I get anxious

Fuck it

Life is too short to worry about every little detail

To worry about being perfect at work

To stress over the unknown future

Fuck it!!

Feel the liberation of not giving a shit about what others think of you

Let that huge grin shine into the darkness of worry, stress, and anxiety over what everyone else is thinking & doing

Love is what truly matters

Office Space.

NO.

I will not come in this weekend

Relaxation is much more important

Take your precious TPS reports

Throw them in the trash

I’m done with this mediocrity

I will not sacrifice my life

For your quarterly bonus

Life is too short for these florescent lights & glowing screens.

The time is now to plan my escape from the 9-5 grind

Durden’s Wisdom.

I am not my job.

I am not my college diploma.

I am not defined by the amount of money in my bank account.

I am not my religion or lack of one.

I am not my skin color.

I am not defined by my car, clothes, or stuff.

Careers are overrated.

Stuff is just stuff.

Money is paper we give meaning to.

We are much more.

Wisdom of the Mountains

There is much wisdom found in the mountains.

Knowledge found in a flowing stream.

Follow the waves as they form & dissipate in the ocean.

Go to mother nature.

Sit, walk, & listen.

Let her heal you of your suffering.

Let the wind dry your tears.

The answers you seek will be found here.

Within you.

Because you are an extension of her beauty.

Namaste 🙏🏼

Burn it to the Ground.

Lighter fluid & matches

Ashes flutter in the darkness of the night

My fancy clothes, trinkets, and stuff melting into the nothingness of my once cluttered home

A weight has been lifted

Holding me back from living the life I was born to live

Freedom

Freedom from fear

Freedom from stuff

Freedom from career aspirations

Freedom from obsessing about status, money, and power.

“What designer sofa defines me as a human being?”

“The liberator who destroyed my property has realigned my perceptions.”

“It’s only when we lost everything, that we are free to do anything.”

-Fight Club

Which Path Will I Take?

There are many forks in the road.

Left or right?

Indecision paralyzes me.

Fear fills my mind.

My mind racing in circles.

Anxiety filling each moment.

Who knows where each path will go?

Maybe I could let go of this fear.

And pick up love.

Embrace the adventure that life truly is.

Curiosity can fill the space where anxiety once was.

All will work out on the path unknown.