Love is warm, soft and sweetly divine.
Love is vast, blissful and overwhelming at times.
Love is comforting, powerful and without condition.
It is something we search for as part of life’s mission.
Love is supposed to be thoughtful, Love is supposed to be kind, but how can it be those things when sometimes it’s blind?
Is Love our own? Or is it only shared?
How can we have it without another who cares?
Is self Love the same as what we desire from others?
Or do we require the heart of another?
How can Love be free from pain?
Without judgement or sadness, can it be without bane?
Love is vulnerable, it’s soft to the core, how can we enjoy it when it’s attached to much more?
Does Love mean sacrifice? Must we be vulnerable to obtain? These things are not easy and can cause some to abstain.
Is it the human condition that holds us back? From the feeling of Pure Love, our senses may lack.
Freedom in Love is such a beautiful thing, the thought alone makes my little heart sing.
Maybe that’s part of our work in this form,
To unify our souls and let Cosmic Love be reborn.
By: Lisa Michelle ♥️
When I think about how we interact with others and navigate this realm of existence, the most important way to do this with others is to communicate. This means through body language, art, dance, music, actions and the most common of all- words. When you listen to someone speak to you, if you know them- you can feel them, empathize with them because you have an emotional connection to them. Your bond is much more elaborate and interwoven in complexity than the words alone. What about when you hear a beautiful piece of music? I have been brought to tears by music alone. What about when emotional words are sung with beautiful music? The message and its impact are compounded. What about a movie? You become attached to more than just words spoken by each actor. You learn about them, become fond of them or despise them. You form an emotional discrimination which leads your interpretation of their words. Dancers feel into their bodies and express themselves to music. When I watch people dance, I can be moved deeply. Poetry also has a way of conveying messages in a rhythmic way which can evoke emotions in the reader. For me, when I write poetry, I am able to express in words meanings that are more than just the words on the paper.
Why am I talking about this?
When I think about people I love and care deeply for, it is awful when arguments come about which are often filled with feelings that are never fully discussed or misunderstandings which were never unraveled. This happens because of a lack of one simple thing ~ communication. I think about our sort of sloppy and two dimensional way of conveying messages with the words we can make with our mouths.
What if we could touch one another by the hand and have them feel our thoughts and feelings in the way that we experience them?
How connected and understanding do you think every being on this planet would become? Emotions and feelings are powerful. They drive us to do many beautiful and terrible things. In the case of miscommunications- relationships can end. People drift away from one another and judgements are made. If we could feel the complexities of what is happening for another, my goodness, life would be such a gorgeous melody of love. Because underneath all of the layers we have protecting our true being is Love. Right? I dream of that powerful and enveloping love that is our essence, our true form unveiling from that soft beautiful place within. Is it just a dream? In contemplating how difficult it can be to really communicate with those around us, I wrote a poem to express some of the thoughts and feelings I have been having.
Undeciphered Messages and The Eternal Burning Flame
My heart is true and open,
My words are in synchronicity with my soul,
My wishes are only positive,
To be genuine is always my goal.
Doubt and fear is all around me,
It tries to worm its way into my mind,
If only words could hold the intensity,
Of the feelings that dwell inside.
Navigation is a virtue,
Tact must be a well honed skill,
But I wish it was so much easier,
That there was no expectation to fulfill.
What is true connection?
It’s hard to know for sure,
Because if words could be felt by the heart,
What we speak would be much more pure.
Words can cut like a thunderbolt,
If their meaning is interpreted the wrong way,
So much of what we say is left unclear,
Is it love’s faith that saves the day?
The heart is a fragile gift of beauty,
Which is kept protected from any harm,
When it’s let out in the open,
Damage can leave the mind unarmed.
Look into the mirror and what do you see?
The truth of you is in your eyes,
Your beauty, strength and virtue,
Is so gorgeous and vast to your surprise.
Trust that your light is true,
Because your words you can’t undo,
If you gaze right into the light,
You will be free with no obstacle sight.
Love, Love, Love,
Oh this word is not enough!
For the body, mind and spirit,
The meaning is far more exquisite.
Have the strength to be you,
You must honour what is true,
Show others it’s okay to do the same,
It will keep lit our universal burning flame.
By- Lisa Michelle K
I would really like to know your thoughts about communication! Please do leave a comment on this post, let’s communicate😉
Much Love to You,
I write poetry when I feel inspired by an internal emotional experience which needs to be expressed in some way. The feelings we have as human beings can be so overwelming and powerful, both the joyful and the sorrowful. Writing is meant to be interpreted by our own experiences and life. I would love to know how this poem speaks to you💖
Our Guiding Light
Sometimes I feel lost,
And a little bit scared,
Like I am invisible,
And no one could care.
I’m closed and down,
With a lump in my throat,
I see no escape,
Like this path is my fate.
Suddenly I look up,
The sky is so magnificent and blue,
Something inside me unfolds,
It has a radiant golden hue.
My breath begins to settle,
The fear quickly subsides,
Like I’ve been touched,
by an angel inside.
I feel it around me,
It has such strength and grace,
It helps me to realize,
I am worth more than I could embrace.
When sadness feels raw,
There is a place within me,
That lets the emotions run clear,
And allows me to be free.
It is soft and yet powerful,
The essence of our soul,
Flowing around all of us,
Gently guiding us to become whole.
By: Lisa Michelle K
I want to share a poem with you this week. I have written this poem while reflecting on the seventeen years that I have been with my husband. When I fell in love with him, I knew he was the one for me. He is funny, witty and very animated. These are all keys to my heart❤️ As love grows over the years, it takes on different characteristics and the partnership will inevitably experience ecstaticly happy times as well as despairingly difficult times. It is strikingly different from what the fairytales say or the ideas we may have when we first jump in.
At the end of the day, I realize that~ This IS Life. This IS Love.
We have ups and downs. When the times get tough, that’s when both people need to try their best to keep growing together. One MUST be willing to support the other. We take turns being the rock and the one in peril. With each joyful event, Love grows. With each trial, Love grows all the stronger. Two souls on One path in life.
What is Love?
Racing faster with each breath,
I can feel my heart beating in my chest,
Nervous, bright, focused and open,
My body feels weak, But far from broken.
At first so fleeting, quick and fast,
My mind is reeling at this firework blast,
I can’t tell if it’s real, it feels so huge,
Like I’ve been spun up in a centrifuge.
The roots of my tree begin to grow down,
They lengthen and widen with each day,
I care for and support it well,
It becomes a place where hope will dwell.
With the first big storm the winds gust,
Deep thunder crashes and fear takes hold,
The tree branches thrash as it is struck,
Can it make it through, Oh please it must!
I listen intently to what it needs,
I give so much, my heart it bleeds.
Please don’t give up, you know I’ve tried,
I’m breaking, I’m shattered, I can’t be denied.
The sun breaks through and shines on down,
I sign with relief as my tree rebounds.
The warmth and light penetrate my fear,
I see now why I must persevere.
Lasting as a river eroding through rock,
As it moves tirelessly through its path.
It is warm and soft yet solid and tough,
An equation that can’t be solved by math.
Love is exquisite, alarming and firm,
Enduring yet fragile it’s hard to discern,
It brings us together into one beautiful place,
A treasure so valued, yet takes up no space.
Nothing can parallel the emotions it brings,
It makes me feel so whole, I can do anything.
Steady and soothing, it’s why we are here,
Love is the true gift from the Ultimate Seer.
By: Lisa K