expansive freedom : soul poemexpansive freedom. i drop into the knowing of me by releasing the knowing of you. i hold all in a simple and profound embrace that ties no-one and nothing to anything other than themselves and the love the binds us all as we weave our stories together and under and over and around the layers of existence. i hear the sound of expansion as hearts drop into themselves and effortlessly beat in unison with the pulse of the universe. dreams become undone and reworked as beauty and grace find their way into the crevices of unchecked and unmarked places within the human spirit. rather than quitting we stay tuned to the harmony of what it means to commit to oneself and to life itself. we come alive in the presence of one another and continue to make room for all that is to come. breath in and then out - shifting realities as air enters lungs and veins move blood blessed with the sweet nectars of life. honey drips from the branches and lips find themselves reaching towards others who share in the quest for being in ways that give way to the practical desires of the heart. we shift and move - we dance and weave - we strip ourselves bare as the trees bask in the glory of who we are in the wild form of humanity. we recognize the connections between one and two and two and three - and we see how we are not separate from nature but rather completely intertwined just like our hands as our fingers find comfort in the way they fit as we loosen our grip and create space for the infinite grace of lovers in a time of complex change. we rearrange the constructs of our minds so we may see beyond the conditioned ways that have kept us tethered to lives that no longer make sense. there is immense liberation when we can immerse ourselves in the joy of opening to that which is beyond our comprehension. did i mention… expansive freedom is who i am - it is me in the entirety of my awakened soul. it is the gold that glows from behind my eyes as i learn the wise ways of days gone past and days to come. presently present - i walk into what it means to be. expansive freedom. this is me.
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morgan leigh callisonmostly i write to remind myself what it means to be me. it is through words, my soul finds expression & my mind finds a place for form to take shape. Archives
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