breathe

lungs were built to be filled, to expand and contract with the tide of emotion felt during the day- when stress finds us it lives in the bottom of the lungs keeping your breath short and unsatisfying. it blocks peace from finding your soul and every effort should be made to push past it and breathe deeply. the very pit of your lungs is where your fibers begin to ache and your hurt begins to expand- where your happy begins to fade. stand tall, be strong and breathe deeply of all the blessings in your life and the festering stress will be depleted returning you to health. your muscles will feel solid again and your being whole- the blood will flow uninterrupted thru your viens and your life-giving heart. With every heart beat and deep breath a new wave of peace will wash over you making you one with the universe, connected to nature and in rhythm with the harmonies of life. ~Just Breathe~

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went wrong...

my heart is overwhelmed with emotion leaving me uncomfortably numb... choking on perspective and heavy w/sadness, I cry but the tears wash away nothing and help little- broken for your loss and struggle, feeling the chaos of choices he made, anger at the selfishness and hurt for the broken dream. Hope in the bright blue eyes that see the future so clearly- balance in the thought of a delicate slow dance, toes tickled in shag carpet, the glow of candle light on soft cheeks, the innocence of days gone by.  when the gray clouds roll in and the thunder breaks open the heavens and the sorrow of today pelts the sidewalk in drops of sadness, I will think of you- I will think of what was, of the things that should have been- I will remember the smiles and the laughs and the gentle touches and I will mourn for you-  I will celebrate the lighting strikes as a healing suture to this broken world I see- I will dance in the driving rains and relish the mud between my toes as the new life that will spring from it will beat in my heart and days will go on- the sun will shine again and life will be joyous- always with a weight that will be worn heavily in the way that he is missed and the way that he left- on each new chapter there will be this mark,  life is now tainted and some days will be harder than others.  the struggles we can't imagine will lay on your welcome mat to greet the day and only the strongest will sweep them away with ease.  you will always be the song in my head, the breeze on my skin on a warm summers day and the dream hiding beneath my pillow.  you will be the moment between breaths and the space between thoughts- you will be the presence that is always absent and eternally missed, you will be the anger in my voice when i shout out loud and the love in my heart when I smile at a stranger.  you will always be my meant to be that went wrong...