There is no now, or never

Is your life full to the brim

With what you’re told to do?

Overflowing with other’s opinions

That are neither relevant nor true

 

It is time to make your debut

Remove the shackles of your past

Sow the seeds of pure potential

We’re not designed to be typecast

 

Judgement kills the spirit

Will just keep you small

Imprisons carefree thinking

We’re really here to have a ball

 

There is no now, or never

In this moment is where we stand

The integrity gap then narrows

Life unfolding as was planned

 

Abundance, not a state of mind

Not an ego created prize

Acceptance is what creates the space

For your purpose to materialise

False Control

You’ll never be able to second guess

Nor read another’s mind

It’s futile thinking, that’s for sure

Projections are all you’ll find

 

Just be, without approval sought

No comparisons need be made

Don’t procrastinate, just make the choice

To step out from the shade

 

Observe how others ebb and flow

Whilst sticking to the crowd

Asleep to who they actually are

Whilst their ego stands up proud

 

Review your motives; do not hide

Behind someone else’s dream

Completely trust to find your path

Your own truth is what you gleam

 

Step forward into your own embrace

Without loss or false control

Your pride perhaps misguided

In pursuing another’s bankroll

 

Too many spend time living

Through a pre-prescribed idea

Of how others have lived before them

That’s what stops you shifting gear

Self-serving

The extent of recollection

Depends on the mind recollecting

If there wasn’t thought in the delivery

There’ll be far less in the fetching

 

The awareness of a life doing

Will make way for just being

Attempts to outrun yourself

Reveal the futility of fleeing

 

The manmade illusion

That the world is unravelling

Can imprison the heart

From its own, soulful travelling

 

Suspended within reach

Our perfect selves are there floating

Accessible to everyone

Who takes action, rather than quoting

 

The impermanence of everything

Is the gift of the living

It creates freedom for growth

Our divine purpose is self-serving

Second to None

The dis-ease in your mind, is the denial that you’re great

There is greatness within you, whether you hide or exaggerate

 

It is true, oh so true, despite seeing it, or not

Release un-wanted conditions, do not let your mind rot

 

It is true whether you’re focused, on your growth to the stars

It is true whether you’re trapped, behind your own prison bars

 

You, with hard luck stories, filling megabytes of space!

Deny all you want to, you’re in a self-created chase

 

Affirm your desire, what you focus on, you create

You are never in the wrong place and it’s never too late

 

Find your own starting point; be cool with where you’re at

Beliefs change all the time, often depending on where you’re sat

 

You are really okay.  Yes.  You are allowed to believe

Your desire to be magnificent; it’s the ace up your sleeve

 

Show more interest in where you’re going, than where you have been

Be mindful of your intentions, as you affirm all you dream

 

You create your own life, by the thoughts that you practice

There’ll always be influences, don’t be preoccupied with injustice

 

You choose the tone of your questioning,  so are you asking the right one?

Believe in your magnificence without measurement, you are second to none!

Trusting Intuition

Looking through old photos

Seen with new eyes

An apparent wholeness of being

In two-dimensional minutiae

 

The aliveness projecting

From the pixellated print

Is an external reminder

Life’s a privilege, not a sprint

 

Savouring experiences

New lessons always learnt

A blueprint, perhaps?

Life can still leave you burnt

 

It’s a risk always worth taking

Sometimes a love becomes lost

By relinquishing control

There’s nothing left to accost

 

Trusting intuition

Seeing perfection in old flaws

Stepping into life’s purpose

No safety net, or guarantors

 

Looking back is only useful

If grounded firmly in the now

Or the image becomes distorted

A new tint added somehow

Buffering your emotions

Buffering your emotions

Tightly wrapped in cottonwool

Gives the illusion of safety

Until you open the ringpull

 

Peer from inside your bubble

Smell the clean, honest air

You can live out your dreams

But only if you dare

 

No time, just the present

The gift with which you are born

It’s your timeless connection

Which can never be torn

 

You’re meant to succeed

It’s the reason you’re here

Let go of all outcomes

Watch your life shift a gear

 

With courage, trust your judgement

Let is flow through your being

Now open your eyes wide

Recalibrate what you’re seeing