A POEM: how our old ways caused pain. This is our invitation to clear the air (both internally and externally). Gasp!
It was getting too hard to breath
I needed space,
from the emissions of the mind.
The beliefs, feelings, trauma of the past
the doubts fogging up reality.
I would filter out the toxicities
With little breathers
Seeing beyond the pollution
layers of noise
Telling us we needed to get, achieve, be or
find external validation
I would see little glimpses of light
through all the haze
And yet,
sometimes
I would re-enter society
only to be re-magnetize to past particles
past ways of thinking
Picking up the beliefs so familiar to me
The “shoulds”, the opinions, the put in place systems, 9-5’s The influence inter-tangled by generations of uninvestigated beliefs.
Beliefs that say,
Things are not okay as they are.
that WE are not okay as we are.
I would drive through the smog on my own steam.
Pointed in the direction of my dreams
HOPING TO FIND ME
Instead, uncovering thick layers of fog
Obscuring my vision
losing sight of where I wanted to turn
And that is when it hit
A collision
Forced into an abrupt time-out
Quarantine
Away from one another
Social Distancing
I was told I couldn’t use you
as a means to find me
I was forced to sit with me
To allow the smog, the noise, the picked-up perspectives
To swirl aimlessly in my mind
This time alone, gave me space
To wholeheartedly embrace the impurities
To watch the internal smog alleviate, settle
LIFT
Regaining my center
Leaving me with a space
An opening for a new reality to be formed
Allowing the internal garden of my mind to be revealed
To blossom a reminder of the real me
That I, and all of us,
no matter the pollution covering our gardens within,
are already free.
If I am not my picked up patterns
If I am not the beliefs
passed down from generations before me
If I am not my thoughts and emotions
Infectious inner turmoil
then, who am I?
If I watch all those things dissolve
what is left?
The clearing of my mind
Opened my vision to a new reality
during a seemingly heartbreaking present moment
How this is an opportunity
To take in all of me,
as I am
An opportunity to AWAKE
To clear our painful thoughts
And find a peace,
A SERENITY
To stop the violence
To put down our weapons of mass destruction
Because we put down,
fighting with ourselves.
The wars outside
The blame games
And victimizing
all seem to be subsiding
We can embrace a new way of being
A KNOWING
That we are ALL IN THIS TOGETHER
Equals
Dissolving separations of class, culture, race, and gender.
To love ourselves, and each other
No need to prove
NO EXPECTATIONS
US,
as we are,
messy
real
OKAY AS IS
Accepting things as they are. Falling into a grace of this moment
To chose to move from love instead of fear
Allowing this flow, this new way of being, to be our guide.
And although times are tough,
and it really isn’t fair
At least there is this,
an opportunity to clear the AIR.
*Images from Pixels.com and Pixabay.com. (click on the photos, to check out their Instagram page)
*Words © Brooke Searle 4-2020
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