Almost Losing Myself to a Wolf in Life’s Clothing

Noise, static, expectations.
I am noticing the bluntness of our
domestication,
modernization,
and

Spiritual amputation.

And the dust accumulating on our
Wildness,
Intuitiveness,
and

Togetherness.

Isn’t the simple fact that
we are a Life,
a reason to celebrate each
molecule, laugh, and tear?

Have we grown so far removed
from our
Passions, Gifts, and Purpose
that we only notice that something

isn’t sound

when our Spirit is on its last breath,
mustering the energy to send out its
final alarm of discord,
hoping it’ll be the one that will

break down

what we thought was Living,
and awaken to a Wolf in Life’s clothing.

It’s not our fault we close the door on our Spirit,
all we wanted was to Live
how we thought we should be Living.

And the greatest quest we can take,
requires a leap of childlike faith,
to acknowledge the discord,
the key to unlocking the door.

Embracing our inner Self,
and promising
we will never let our Selves go again.

For the simple fact that we are
breathing, loving, and being,

right now

Is the sign that we were searching for,
to reunite with our neglected Spirit,
and to Live each moment with our
childlike eyes of love, creativity, and passion.

How we thought we should be Living,
was really what we’ve known since our first heart beat,
before the noise, complexity, and expectations.

Our inner truth is so
simple,
pure,
radically in Love.

That once you find it’s voice,
the discord turns into the most
beautiful, energetic symphony.

The music of truly living
is a never-ending,
Joyous Celebration

of

each

Revolutionary,

Evolutionary,

Tintinnabulary,

breath.

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Life. Death. Repeat.

Ignoring emotion’s effect,
fearing uncertainty.
How long can I run?

For I want to be safe,
in a mind cocoon,
unaffected by trauma.

Warm and protected.
I won’t be here forever,
transformation is crying louder.

They say if you’re comfortable,
you’re not soul progressing.
If I welcome Death, will I finally Live?

Life isn’t without Death.
Death isn’t without Life.
Death isn’t without Life.

I needed to repeat that,
for the time is encroaching,
to unravel my swaddled nest.

Why is Death so hard to invite in?
Could it be the attachments we form,
hallucinating that Life is without Death?

Thinking we can preserve life in a jar,
not realizing we are suffocating,
denying the cycles of Life and Death.

When our heart breaks,
it cracks wide open,
leaving more space for love to breathe.

Death isn’t without Life.

Death is an exhale,
Life is an inhale.

Breathing is nature’s rhythm,
Life and Death dance symbiotically.

And I want to Live with Death.

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