Hero

As an innocent child, I was awash with wonder. I could spend hours lost in creative contemplation, I had an imagination that bore all possibilities and held love for every person who entered into my day. Life was great and time just a concept, I was fully present and experiencing the beauty of life!

So how did I grow up so full of judgement, hatred, anger, self-righteous indignation, fear, shame, self-loathing and so forth (the list is endless).

What happened to the beautiful child within us all and how do we return to our most authentic way of being? It saddens me BUT there is hope, as I disregard all the BS that others taught me, as I see the systems upon systems within systems, systems that are there to entice me, seduce me, invite me, corrupt me, tell me how to be, think, talk and believe. As I travelled, deep inside into the essence of my soul, just behind the heart chakra, there I found my vulnerable, unconditioned authentic self known to me as my inner child. I invite her to reinvent herself in her truest form, to be that child within, to be free, to create, to speak out and even shout, to cry, to laugh, to BE.

Then something amazing happened, I saw the world through those innocent eyes, and for the first time, I knew LOVE.

People are going to let you down, because no-one can maintain the superficial sainthood placed upon them. Therefore, become the hero in your own story, fight for the cause that leads to your own effect.

Try to forgive the fallen angels and saints, but most importantly, learn compassionate understanding and we will see that everyone has a tale to tell. We are all just trying to make sense of the chaos and weave our way through the illusion of this fantastical life.

I forgive myself with loving kindness for the lack of understanding known as ignorance, fear of the unknown, judgemental projection and the constant accusing of others for my unaware constant mistakes. I take control of the tiger and the bull by his horns, for this is my life story, and from this day, I am going to shine. MM 2015

A Love Letter to my Heart.

Dear self, no longer am I going to inform you that you are not good enough. I will refrain from the constant abusive nature in which I talk to you. I will stop seeing only the faults within this amazing machine called your body. I shall stop the ritualistic insults on a daily basis thus telling you that you are fat, ugly and need to have more self-control. Staving you of the nurture provided by nature, staving you of love!

No longer will I doubt your amazing gift called intuition by forcing you to believe the propaganda poured onto you though the medium of media. I promise to stop telling you that you are a stupid idiot and never going to amount to anything. When I start the broken record of insults that eternally plague you, I will notice them running around inside your head and meet you with loving understanding and compassion. Because if I cannot treat you with self-respect, then how can I ever find the tools to be respectful towards another.

So I say to you, self, you are an amazing, crazy, funny child of the universe, you have the right to resign in this place and reach the potential you have set for yourself. Use a river to notice your reflection, as it runs deeper than the shallow mirror, mirror on the wall. Rise up each time you fall, be the only who cares the most, be the friend you need, be free to be Me.

If we all adopted this attitude with humble humanity…imagine! MM15

Fantasy fairy-tale dreams

In our

world of

make believe

disregarded

lost sex-scenes

dragons, wizards

witches, trolls

why is the hero

not in role?

in a

faraway land

perhaps

another time

distant world

miles away

from mine.

If

one day

these myths

come true

then this wind

may change

it’s lonely

heartbroken tune

leopards may

bore of spots too

as we fly

to the moon

But if

another tale

of broken hearts

is spoken

then

sad eyed

lady of valley

bow your head

in shameful sorrow

thus broken.

When

the sun

no longer rises

in your sky

then you will see

that

stars

shine

more brightly

on the water

by my right side

come and find me

I will be waiting

in the long grass

there I will hide

where we met

the first day

you

stole

my

heart

away

for eternity

I shall reside.

MM 15

Secret Sunday

Abandon my heart
as i
move to a
new rhythm
an altered state
collective beat
i lay me down
beside you
abreast
the tender touching
hand movements
a shiver dances
on my skin
your eyes
beautifully
highlighted
by sun-rays
glowing
blue rivers
flowing
into my soul
i can no longer
breath
without you
i need you
to feel alive.
MM 2015

Stolen Moments!

Embracing
so tightly
I can almost
feel your
heart
beating against
mine.
Your skin feels
so warm
inviting
your touch
so tender
divine
just
for a moment
I lost myself
deeply
inside you
disappearing
between space
and time
MM 2015

Commuter Lovers

I forgot

how strong

my emotions were

until

we reconnected

on the 37 minute

train journey,

where we managed

to gaze

into each others eyes,

only to capture 

a secretive glance.

the feel of your

tender touch,

as your hand lightly

embraced my leg,

set my soul alight

enchanted

and my heart a dance

MM 2015x

Gardens hold mysteries.

She started

opening up
her heart
whilst he was
chasing rainbows
smelling all the other fragrant
flowers in the garden
he did not notice
the delicate little  bud
awakening
at his feet
so he stood
on her love
thus preventing her
blooming
or fully
opening up her
soul to him
he was blinded
by his intention
she misled
by her illusion
guess
they will never know
how close they came
to happiness.
MM 15