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}