After a month of worry
Your heart grows furry
And you can only smile instead
For you have drunk from the Wind’s wine
And there are no worries in your head
Like a spring song
Goes whispering down your throat
Always your worries
Like winter snow
Wind’s wine melts, rather than coats
Wind’s wine will quell your fear
The deepest that you have
Wind’s wine will let you relax
Your dreams you’ll now hold dear
Wind’s wine – Tonic supreme
Wind’s wine – Coconut cream
Wind’s wine – Heaven’s elixir
Wind’s wine – straight or as a mixer
There’s always enough of this healing stuff
Wind’s wine will cure your woes
And fill you with bliss
Overflow grew up unaware that Overwhelm existed.
Overwhelm grew up unaware the Overflow existed.
It seemed that they met purely by chance.
It also seemed that it was fate that they should meet.
Overflow and Overwhelm found each other to be repugnant.
Overflow acted like he had never met Overwhelm.
Overwhelm acted like he had no idea who Overflow knew.
But they both knew each other, very well.
Overflow and Overwhelm found out that they were related.
In fact, it turned out that they were twins, identical twins.
When Overflow looked in the mirror, sometimes he saw Ovewhelm.
The same was true for Overwhelm for they were mirror images of each other.
And here you are stuck between Overflow and Overwhelm.
How can it be that they are mirror reflections of each other?
How can they have any thing in common?
How can they be identical twins, they don’t even look like each other?
Yet there is something in you, deep in your core
This seed gave birth in you to both overflow and overwhelm
Both want your attention, but overwhelm is louder
And sometimes overflow goes unnoticed
But overflow still exists and is still as strong as Overwhelm
And each time you see yourself as Beauty
Overwhelm becomes Overflow
And your Overflow becomes increasingly strong
Until your primary reaction is not fear
Until it is not rage
Until it is not anger
Until it is not hate
Until your primary reaction is joy
Until it is peace
Until it is caring
Until it is love
Your emotions still need healing.
Consider taking them to the emotion spa. A place in your mind and heart where your emotions are pampered. Treat them with joy, peace, caring, and love and they will start to heal.
Be who you are, not who you should be. Be 🐵, not 🙉🙈🙊. Be 😀 or 😑 or 😞, not 😇.
Receive healing to be who you are, not to be who you should be.
I know a secret!
I’ll share it with you!
There’s a rumbling in your heart. And no it’s not the pizza you had for supper last night. That might be the rumbling in your stomach, but it’s not the one in your heart. At least it’s not the one I’m talking about!
Your heart is swelling, about to burst.
Your heart wants to be free to express all the joy that is in it!
Sure, it’s hard to let my heart be free. Especially when I think that I’m surrounded by accusers and abusers. (Hey, it happens to the best of us.) But they’re not the reason I keep the murmurings of my heart to a low rumble. I villain is moi-même (my very own self). I through doubt, and “Stop That!”, and I short-circuit the realization that “Hey, my heart really really wants to be happy all the time!” to my brain.
I just need to relax and breathe and let that drumbeat in my heart turn into a percussion symphony. With maybe a few horns thrown in. And every time I try to stifle it, just swipe that thought away and return to enjoying what’s happening deep within my soul.