Sigh of Relief

Stress is the adipose tissue we hate to see
For everytime we're stressed we wish to eat
and overeat like a falling monster
who lost all control-
he argues with all

He's fidgety not tall.
his posture makes him look old
his head is down
he carries a frown
He seems he's bound
to be a clown
in this old town
that knocks him down
He's been turned down
and been put down
but he realizes that
he truly has the power
to not shut down-
so he puts on his crown
and faces his depth
and in the midnight air
he sweeps his breath
and though he's not at all renowned
he laughs out loud
because he knows he can never be
satisfied if he's dependent on
whether others can see...
or appreciate... him..

Because the beauty in "him"
lies already within him
magically.

If others are blind,
if they're distracted,
it's okay- but it doesn't mean
because they cannot appreciate him
that it's because he's not manifested-
it's the opposite that is true-

We are one- one light- Of God- of truth.
And when our definition of who we are
is not dependent on the judgement of the stars..
of what others think we are-
we hit the light bulb by far
we hit the light bulb of our very
corner-
it is the corner of our lives-
it is what removes our blindsight.
It is what removes the veil
and helps us to see
that with truth we are meant to sail
in the depth of the great blue
and feel the breeze
as we are one with truth.

And the stress melts away it's shell
and no longer do we have to live in hell
because hell is really when we're not tapped into
the love that's connected to this place inside us
that's full of respected
compassion-
can your heart connect to it?
Can your heart feel it?
Can your heart wish to come back and and be it?
and feel the ease
and peace.

Ahh
a sigh of relief
I have tapped to the connection in me-
in us-
we are one-
a masterpiece
a love-
worth so much.

Eating light foods Activate the light Within

Eating light foods activate the light within.

It seems so basic- eating lots of natural foods
that are whole, undisturbed;
all the vitamins, minerals and enzymes intact
because they are not processed, cooked, or meddled with.
I'm learning about raw foods and I love it.
Everytime I eat this food I feel so Flourished
with love and strength and stamina and friends
who also agree, this diet is a blessing indeed.
Reversing diabetes in 21 days,
can it be so, well lots agreed-
after they've tried it
and excelled, its a riot-
how people are stuck with drugs for so long,
without curing themselves at all.

Seeing this patient the other day made me feel
this feeling of unease which eventually turned into ease-
after seeing the consequences of her disease,
it reminded me of the empowerment to speak, to be honest,
to be real, to feed our minds and hearts
with gentleness
and go beyond the tease
of what unhealthy food brings-
can we realize what it brings- deep within?

I know in my life,
what I eat depends on how I am.
If I am happy and free
I want food that's light and airy,
but when I am sad and afraid,
I want food that's heavy so
that I can numb my pain
on this most miserable day...

It's so easy to see
the effects of food
in our industry,
and how the industry takes advantage
of our lives and our stomachs,
but we are in control of it today,
if we wish to again play.

So let this sad but profound expression
I will write for you,
be an inspiration and a tool,
to not just be sad for what it is,
but to make changes deep within.

At the hospital where I work I see illnesses everyday-
people struggling with their weight.
Too many people with diabetes,
with massive strokes,
infections, renal disease, and cancers.
I see young 40 year olds with heart disease that
keeps repeating..
and repeating again and again,
for it attacks like a flame.

I treat wounds,
some of the wounds are so deep-
that I cannot believe my eyes,
and when I see their meals as it arrives
I understand why-
I see the coke,
I see the fries,
I see the burgers
that's piled up high
with cheese and mayonaise to please..
I don't doubt it is a sad disguise-
this disease.
I understand- it's all heavy food,
it's all comfort food
that buries our deep wounds
that live deep inside endessly...

But there comes a time
where there is no more places for our wounds to hide,
and they surface
through anxiety, sluggishness, or disease.

If we cannot face our wounds
lovingly and reflect upon them,
they will kill us, it's relentless..
the horrendous things that I see..
of people that cannot breathe,
living off a breathing machine,
horrifically.


Oh the obesity
is so debilitating to see,
to turn a 15 year old girl- who weighs 700 pounds
to the side of her bed, it takes 4 people..
Oh it makes me cry just to see the picture
but the reality is that her grandmother brings her KFC
Kentucky Fried Cruelty,
cruelty to the animals,
cruelty to the ones who eat this,
and cruelty to the ones who feed her-
for what they fed her killed her- she already died-
and I remember her still as I think back
I remember we shared many smiles.
I used to let her borrow my dvd's and we'd laugh
at Mrs. Doubtfire-
but deep inside I'd cry
cause I knew she lost her fire,
she lost her will to survive-
she let food win her angry cry.
I found her so special.
And she knew I loved her,
I loved how she was deep within-
he was a lovely human being.

Oh
it's endless to see
the sense of suffering people
put themselves crazily-
and it can all be prevented-
by facing our fears that
we've continuously rejected.
And when we feel happy and free,
we will want light foods not
give in-
to heavy foods to drown our pain,
because we no longer carry that pain-
we've faced it and held it
just as we would hold a baby who is
crying hysterically.
And as the baby is hugged
he melts into our love.

In the same way-
as we face our own inner cries with love,
then it can only turn itself into love-
and into wisdom and compassion-
and eventually helping us to gain understanding
to give others compassion and patience too-
when their deep pains are suffering too.

Everything that's not love eventually brings us to Love.

Trust

 

Dear God of heaven and love.
You are the site
I'm learning to trust.

I feel you within.
I see all the situations
of similar patterns
that are returning,
and repeating
again and again,
like an old dear friend
nudging me
to make changes within.

Oh dear friend;
Oh dear God;
I'm getting it-
Getting the lesson
and mastering it.

:)

"The present"

 

I thought all this time..
I was sadly waiting..
All the plans
I kept on painting..

But all the time that
I wanted more,
I realized in me
there was something more;
that the present isn't out there;
it's right here;
deep in here-
where the wind can't fear.

It's profound.
It's a place where I feel found.
It is there where there is love,
eternal and ethereal love.

Damn..

This is something I wrote some days ago, I thank my friend who kindly listened to me whine and advised I write a poem about it :) Thanks to that, I got a poem- a bridge of inspiration. Neat!

Damn..
Periods force me to see
what emotional wrecks women can be-
we lose it,
we cry,
we get headaches
because our minds fear things
and we get sensitive and fight
with the emotions
we latch on-
beyond proportions,
we eat more
than we usually do,
and complain and whine, it's true...

Could we possibly come back-
from the pain, but
the tummy hurts,
it's cramped all day..

Perhaps it's a time of renewal,
a time to let go off stuff
for a new tomorrow.

Can we allow our emotions to shed
and replenish the old with a greater fret.
Oh- I hear the songs
singing a beautiful tune
and as we transform
we become renewed.

It feels so good
in a way free,
to let go of everything old,
to cry it off,
to release the stuff
we've buried for so long..

And as we allow to let go,
we sprout new leaves
of morning ease
and feel the breeze
way out in the trees
and see a butterfly tenderly
as she reminds us how we too can be free.

 

If we could just run away..
If we could just escape..
Over there it'd be better..
A better house..
A better job..
Something we like..
A life we'd rather have..

As I was watching this movie-The Revolutionary Road,
it brought some points to ponder.
You would think a couple who seems to have it all,
is so lost and confused within it all..

I remember when wanting a vacation,
I was really wanting a way out,
a way out of responsibilities,
a time to just be out-
in nature and in earthly surroundings,
not listen to people's problems or
always try to be in places
where I am needed,
a vacation I truly need because Naomi was truly needed,
to be there for herself..
and then as I vacationed, I realized there's no escape-
drama is everywhere, everywhere we look..

Even in our minds, in there, can we really look-
and be with it?
Look at our own dramas and respect it-
and give it love,
look at it with a senseless glow
a divine kindness,
a bit of tranquility,
a sincere humility-
It is there where I truly began to see
what a real vacation can truly be.

A true vacation is not only what's outside us-
but the love that's inside us-
in the background of what we do..
And when there is love, we are gliding in a sailboat
at 2
o'clock in the morning
watching the stars
and adoring
this sight that we see
with eyes of love
and spark just like the beams
of light we see in the horizons,
and then in truth
we keep our lights on-
within our hearts-
isn't that our truest bubbly
spark-
of champagne?
I feel so,
may be you can also explain..
or share your side,
of what you think you truly are..

In any event,
may we always share
what vacations are honestly made of-
Is it just to have fun in a fair?
Or is it to be okay with challenges we bear?
Is it to be okay to feel all things when they come?
And to guide our minds to entertain what serves us in life so that we can truly spark and become-
a bridge of compassion.
And when we're drowning or spent, to take time for ourselves and bring in compassion.

A vacation is really not what we do outside,
isn't it the compassion that we carry with might?

And then a vacation is always available by far,
and that's when I think we can trully connect to the stars!

 

I saw a woman today during her last moments before death
and her devoted nephew by her side wallowing his breath.
Sad yet confused, knowing he soon had to say goodbye,
but deep down there was a peace in his eyes because
he knew she'd be alright.

Her nephew was mentioning
that she's always been the Best-
always sweetly giving him kindness all his life-
he even mentioned he wished his mother made him smile like she has..
A special relationship-
he mentioned she was there for him so many times
even just recently-
when he had heart surgery and was hospitalized-
But now it's her that's hardly alive.

Her head was bent forward as if she was dead.
I wanted so much to help her to she can rest
her head on a pillow,
and when I repositioned her slowly
I smiled at her warmly
and she went from a blank stare to suddenly a smile
as she looked at me closely, we bonded for a while.

She slowly started to unwind
and she finally allowed us to feed her some wine--
naah just kidding- it was just apple sauce,
but she liked it as she opened her mouth she wanted more.

She liked me moving her little arms,
the smile of kindness works like a charm.

I tried encouraging the yummy-ness of vegetables
to her nephew in the room,
for he said he only eats junk food
as he admitted he suffers from kidney failure and heart failure too.
He promised he'd go to Sublime, my favorite vegan restaurant of all.
I hope he does, for it's a shame when disease that's preventable takes over
and causes one's health to take a harsh fall...


Slowly she allowed us to bring her head fully back,
and as I was leaving the room I noticed
she was relaxed
and with her eyes closed she seemed as if she was taking a nap..

I go to sleep now thinking of her,
it's funny how we bonded, what an honor to have shared.
It's those profound moments when we can look warmly into eachother's eyes.
Dear little 98 year old, sleep well and may you feel free to smile or cry.
Wherever you are may you always know deep down you're alright.
And I am so glad your glow today met mine.

:)