A poem I wrote today inspired by a conversation with my friends in our Music & Poetry Twitter space sharing about this amazing 30-day meditation challenge I did in December
{the benfits of meditation:} what does it mean to be free? from the stories that came before, oppressing you even more? from the ideas of who you need to be, even the ones of what it means to be free? from the narrow minds that walk the lines or from self-imposed confines? from the voices in your head, thoughts playing on repeat, feelings that you never wish to actually truly meet? if only… one day… i could be free for all the things I want to do and be… for art for adventure for music for friends for tea for deep conversations for long naps for walks by the sea for kisses for laughter for sharing grief for dreaming for savoring for making-believe for soaking up sun for meaningful work for some simple fun for all the things that make you sad for all the things that make your heart glad for all the things accessible to you and me - surprisingly - for free! funny how it is, what we seek is always right in front of us yet we always seem to miss then one fine day you realize that simply “FREE” is what you have always been and will always be {self-realization}