A while back, as I danced slowly in my room through an intended trance, I felt like writing. A line kept coming to my mind - my peace is mine, my peace is mine. I didnt want to stop the swinging relaxing movements so I picked a white board marker and wrote on my cupboard. It was a sweet flow, a kind prose, it felt natural and comforting and precious. It felt like a loving hand extended towards me.
Later I took a picture, noted it in my mental health diary and eventually rubbed from the cupboard. I am sharing it here because it was a dear experience, I wonder how you feel as you read it. I felt liberated with love, and I just really like the melody of these sentences. I think I am fond of the memory of the event. Step step write a line, my peace is mine and wave.
"My peace is mine
To feel
To maintain
To sustain and retain
To lose and regain
To create and design
To bring and let go
To work on and for
To be in and with
To love and keep
To share
To birth joy from
My peace is mine
I am okay
I am free
My peace is mine
to dance to the beat of
To talk or write about
To dip in and soak
To hug and kiss
I breathe in, hold
I breathe out
I tap
I be
Kind to myself
Let the pain release
Let the fear decrease
Let loose
Just live
You're okay, you're free
You're infinite."
From white board (cupboard) to diary to typing, a few lines have changed but the essence remains the same.
Dear reader, take a deep breath, close your eyes for 5 seconds and do that more often.
Take care of yourself, free soul. :)