I am the purple hyacinth
I am the terror
I am the forgotten
I am the remembered
I am the song
I am the breath
I am the struggle
I am the air
I am the rainbow
I am the waves
I am the whisper
and I am forgiven.
Purple Hyacinths
“poetry”
The Iron Door of Confusion
Between the layers
lies a collective confusion
about why we’re stuck
in a place where we know
to go
up or down.
Behind the iron door
in a space where there is no place
for joy or terror
in a place where we know
we should go
up or down.
Where the walls replaced
the once brilliant views
where there were no walls
there are now caverns of confusion
in a place where we know
to go up or down.
We move, we follow,
we express our sorrow.
But what do we do?
We pry open the iron door where we know
to go
up or down.
Laughter subsides
and we all arise
awakened to the choices
awakened by the voices
of the children playing
and the trees are swaying
away from the collusion
and much confusion
form the place where we know
to go
neither up nor down.
— Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers
You’re Going to Like It When We Get There
There are times when it becomes most apparent,
the intensity of the pain.
For when the pain dissipates,
there lies a sleeping child
who yawns and looks up at you
waking with slow movements.
The child blinks the sleep out of her eyes,
adjusting to the light and says,
“Are we there?”
You smile and gently reply,
“Not yet, but we’ll be there soon.
So put on your shoes and brush your hair.
For you’re going to like it when we get there.”
— Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers
I have been with you your entire life
A personal update and an important part of a grounded view on this journey of a Person Thriving and Surviving Daily.
Recently, the universe aligned in such a way to allow me to relocate. The important part is that I received the gift. To know I am loved and to know that I am worthy of setting myself free has been of utmost brilliance. Not brilliant as in genius mind but of brilliant light of loving kindness.
I heard the words, “think of yourself” mixed with other words of encouragement. I then checked in with myself and my life companion on a job relocation opportunity. “Yes” was the resounding response and “Why would you not do this?”
The drain was then unclogged and everything flowed freely for the first time in many years. Stagnant no more, I find creativity in every moment.
Creativity as in creating a life of loving kindness. Creating a life of thriving.
And thus, I share and teach that which is genuine truth in overcoming a life started in trauma. I life built upon a traumatic experience is now a life of undefined moments of gratitude prompted by the essence of angels on earth.
At one point someone told me to come back into my body. I did and on a time continuum, it has taken years but here a now it is simply what is. There are things we need to do as humans to survive with the basics – work to provide financial resources to in turn provide our bodies with that which allows us to know we are safe so that we may create, nourish, love, communicate, intuit and express the ultimate version of ourselves.
The relocation is also a transition is also a deployment. The mission is to experience life free of constant deflection and self-protection from the toxic environment in which I barely existed for decades.
Some might say I was fine. I wasn’t fine. Maybe a sarcastic “fine.” Some might say I was bitchy and angry all the time. Yes, I was. Some might say I was sad. Yes, I was sad. Some might say I was not living life to my full potential. Totally true.
But now, I look forward to experiencing a bit more of my true potential. Being “fine” as in, “you are lookin’ fine, girl!”, joyful, kind and loving. I’ll keep the pixie-like quality of being a big ornery at times. I turn on the confidence more often and the go-get-it. I turn on the humor. I turn on the dance. I turn on the compassion. And I turn on the kindness. I also turn on the “I’m in charge of myself” a bit more by communicating clearly what I need in order to do my life’s work.
To all of you out there that are feeling angry, lost, sad, rejected, hopeless and low-vibration please know that to persevere with integrity and self love is worth it. Not for the reward but to experience life as a person who will confidently do what needs to be done to thrive.
Thank you. I love you.
There once was a girl who stood with the pony
at the water’s edge looking forlorn and gloomy
And on the pony’s back appeared an angel saying,
“I’ve been with you your entire life”
and “I was there to protect you when you were small”
The girl looked down at the water and saw her reflection,
in the water now calm and clear
She saw herself riding a stallion, tall and proud
holding the staff of a warrior
and on her back were the angel’s wings
And so it is.
Scenarios of Horses In Tesseracts
Yesterday, today, this moment is filled with brilliance. And so it is. And yes there are tasks and actions being a part of this dimension of awareness. All and all there is nothing and there is everything. Catapult the goodness into the open field of hereditary nonsense and witness the flowers bloom in the bewildered tangle. Jumping into the multiverse is a scenario unlike any other. Horses run free, animals converse, planes take flights but with no one on them for your kind has accepted the gift of being where you are as the greatest adventure of all.
You ask us about relocation. Well, it is a good thing to relocate because you will be in better position to help others in the new place. The new place needs you as the dimensions align and the brilliance seeps through the cracks once thought sealed.
Vibrate high. Simple. Clean.
Nonsense, you see. It’s all nonsense. Not crazy, it’s just ridiculous and hocus pocus. Except for the magical resonance which acts as a prism, separating the dimensions for clarity. Take away the prism and it all comes together in an understanding that calms and invigorates and welcomes all.
We laugh together as the fireflies co-mingle with the elementals.
Thank you. I love you. Thank you. I love you. Thank you. I love you.
Yes! You now understand that the words which are a part of the ho’oponopono prayer are not coming from you. They are coming from source and the Benevolent Beings. Thank you for your words. When you accept full responsibility and express, “I am sorry. Please forgive me.” It is followed by source expressing the “Thank you. I love you.” Accepting full responsibility and expressing forgiveness is powerful and unique to you as you observe and witness that which prompt the prayer.
Thank you for taking the time to read this post.
I am Wendy Who Walks With Wildflowers.
Seeking hinders indigenous trillos
As the flower seeks the light
may all know
the splendor of the garden
filled with undefined,
infinite wonder
and nourishment
In the wilderness of confusion
lies a trap
with the voltage
to transform
and mutate
but heed the warnings
all is well.
___________________________
Welcome the embrace
as it melts away
the last bit
of ethereal grime
we once passed by.
Be jolly.
Be kind.
Be friendly.
Be mine.
He begs for forgiveness.
And in your heart
The world smolders
In what’s left behind.
Aho.
__________________
Where there is harmony
lost on the bayou
Curved in the scales of the reptile inside
Turn on the light and bask
There under the flask of distilled anger
Lies the gem of the tone unturned
Scared it is not for the oceans forgive
And the wind whips it up
And send you away
Away
Away
Far, far away.
______________________—
Thank you. I love you.
Screaming Whispers
Sitting there the question arises
Why did you not scream?
Because the whispers are more powerful
And the truth gently arises
As if the petals unfolded in secret
A secret known to only
Only you
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Only you can permit the truth to be spoken. And when it arises it is like the whisper that is heard around the cosmos like a new etheric essence born out of nothingness.
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