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For me, I give yourself back to you

So that you may decide what to do with you.

Your actions and words, beliefs and absurds,

I give them all back.

I don’t carry you.


I no longer need the same lessons

So I no longer need the same pain.

I’ve learned through the years

I’ve good eyes and good ears,

And a heart I can trust, not blame.


Thank you for teaching me all I had wrong.

I’m grateful you triggered and wounded me.

I now feel the peace

I had all along.

Your transgressions asked me to be more of me.



I’ll decide from now on what my truth is,

Never reaching outside for that task.

I’ll decide what goes out,

And I’ll choose what comes in.

Never again will I ask.


Your words and ideas

Are now back in your brain.

You can keep them

or change them.

To me it’s the same.


My body is healed

And my heart has let go.

I’ve got life to love

And gardens to grow.


There once was a girl

Who was coming of age.

She longed to be free

But was trapped in a cage.


The cage became mental;

It’s all that she knew.

And parts that knew better

Weren’t nurtured by you.


But everything changes

And lies never last.

A heart that loves love

Has limits to fast.


And blocks that are made

From the heart to the brain

Can always be given

Right back where they came.











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What is all this that you think you have? You don’t.

Clinging to ideas about things and people is just like clinging to ideas. It’s noise in your head that your perceptions have been shouting at you.

Just stop. Just be here. Mould deeply into your environment and allow it to influence you but don’t become part of it. Let your heart hang free between the two worlds; holding hands between your inner free awareness and your lens to the world. Even simple awareness of your heart area as you inhale brings compassion, and as you exhale brings you freedom from attachment.