• Chapter 19 The Echo of the Unspoken
    Jul 13 2025

    Silent rooms, where shadows creep, Mother’s jaw locked, secrets she’d keep. No stories told, but I felt their weight, Her mother’s pain, it shaped my fate. Flinch at a shout, scan for the storm, Ancestral wounds in my body’s form. Not just mine, these scars I bear, Echoes of pain in the unspoken air. From cells to soul, I’m learning to see, The truth I face sets my spirit free. Echo of the unspoken, it runs so deep, Carried through time, in the bones I keep. No more hiding, I’ll name what’s there, Breaking the silence, I’m learning to care. Echo of the unspoken, I’ll face the pain, To heal the past, I’ll rewrite the chain. Her sobriety fought, a cycle she broke, But tension lingered in the words she spoke. Love felt earned, not a gift to claim, I learned her fear, carried her shame. Yet in my heart, I feel it still, A call to heal, a deeper will. Not just mine, these scars I bear, Echoes of pain in the unspoken air. From cells to soul, I’m learning to see, The truth I face sets my spirit free. Echo of the unspoken, it runs so deep, Carried through time, in the bones I keep. No more hiding, I’ll name what’s there, Breaking the silence, I’m learning to care. Echo of the unspoken, I’ll face the pain, To heal the past, I’ll rewrite the chain. DNA holds what stories can’t say, Trauma’s mark in a quiet way. But I’m not bound by what came before, I’ll name the ghosts, open the door. With every truth I choose to meet, I break the past, make my heart complete. Echo of the unspoken, it runs so deep, Carried through time, in the bones I keep. No more hiding, I’ll name what’s there, Breaking the silence, I’m learning to care. Echo of the unspoken, I’ll face the pain, To heal the past, I’ll rewrite the chain. No more shadows, just a heart that’s clear, Truth’s in the naming, it’s always here. I’m not the wounds that my ancestors bore, I’m the choice to heal, to love, to soar. Echo unspoken… I’m free, I’m whole.

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  • Chapter 18 The Voice Within
    Jul 13 2025

    It hit like thunder, no whisper, no plea, A voice in my soul said, “This is who you’ll be.” Not just a sale, not a deal to close, But a teacher’s fire, where my truth arose. Seminar days, deals by night, I ran, Exhausted, alive, I became the man. It don’t ask, it demands, it won’t wait, The voice within, it’s my truest fate. No hiding now, I’m called to rise, To live the truth in my heart’s own eyes. Voice within, it’s calling me home, No more distractions, no need to roam. I’m stepping in, with courage, with fire, Living the truth of my soul’s desire. Voice within, it’s clear, it’s strong, Leading me where I’ve belonged all along. I’ve seen the cost when I turn away, Anxiety creeps, my spirit frays. Busywork builds, excuses I weave, But silence the call, and my soul can’t breathe. The voice evolves, it shifts, it grows, Yet never fades, it’s the truth I know. It don’t ask, it demands, it won’t wait, The voice within, it’s my truest fate. No hiding now, I’m called to rise, To live the truth in my heart’s own eyes. Voice within, it’s calling me home, No more distractions, no need to roam. I’m stepping in, with courage, with fire, Living the truth of my soul’s desire. Voice within, it’s clear, it’s strong, Leading me where I’ve belonged all along. What calls me now, in this quiet space? I strip the noise, let my truth take place. No comfort’s pull, no fear’s disguise, I face the call with unclouded eyes. Teaching, creating, my heart’s alive, The voice within is why I thrive. Voice within, it’s calling me home, No more distractions, no need to roam. I’m stepping in, with courage, with fire, Living the truth of my soul’s desire. Voice within, it’s clear, it’s strong, Leading me where I’ve belonged all along. No more silence, just a heart that’s true, The call I answer is the life I choose. From thunder’s crash to a steady flame, The voice within speaks my truest name. Voice within… I’m whole, I’m free.

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  • Chapter 17 Cleaning The River
    Jul 13 2025

    My mind’s a river, sometimes clear, sometimes choked, Polluted with noise, where my peace once broke. Headlines scream, screens pull me away, I dodge the debris, forget how to stay. But I’m the steward, I choose what flows, Cleaning the river where my truth grows. No more junk thoughts, no more toxic stream, I’m clearing the way for my soul’s own dream. With every choice, I’m setting it free, The river runs clear when I’m true to me. Cleaning the river, I’m finding my way, Letting go of the noise that clouds my day. No more clutter, just a heart that’s free, Truth’s in the flow, it’s alive in me. Cleaning the river, I’m here, I’m whole, Presence is the home of my soul. Notifications pile, they mask as need, Feeding my mind with a restless greed. I let too much in, lost my own voice, Till I learned to discern, to make my choice. No more dodging, I face what’s real, The river’s mine to help it heal. No more junk thoughts, no more toxic stream, I’m clearing the way for my soul’s own dream. With every choice, I’m setting it free, The river runs clear when I’m true to me. Cleaning the river, I’m finding my way, Letting go of the noise that clouds my day. No more clutter, just a heart that’s free, Truth’s in the flow, it’s alive in me. Cleaning the river, I’m here, I’m whole, Presence is the home of my soul. No White House chase, no market’s call, I’m not here for the noise of it all. Like a river restored, I’m learning to be, Choosing what flows, setting my mind free. Each breath, each pause, I reclaim my ground, Clarity’s the truth that I’ve always found. Cleaning the river, I’m finding my way, Letting go of the noise that clouds my day. No more clutter, just a heart that’s free, Truth’s in the flow, it’s alive in me. Cleaning the river, I’m here, I’m whole, Presence is the home of my soul. No more searching, just a stream so clear, Truth’s not out there, it’s always here. I’m not the noise, I’m the flow beneath, In this moment, I find my peace. Cleaning the river… I’m free, I’m true.

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  • Chapter 16 Why Am I Here ?
    Jul 13 2025

    Stars to dust, 13 billion years, I’m standing now, through joys and fears. Why am I here, in this breath, this space? Not a riddle, but a truth to embrace. Mind runs wild, seeks a place to roam, But presence calls, it’s my only home. No need to chase, no need to flee, Truth’s in the now, it’s inside of me. From restless thoughts, I’m breaking away, Being here’s enough, I’m learning to stay. Why am I here? To feel, to see, The miracle of this moment in me. No more searching, no need to roam, Presence is my answer, my heart’s home. Why am I here? Just to be, to breathe, The truth I live is the truth I believe. Monkey mind pulls, to screens, to plans, Urgent whispers slip through my hands. Texas, Dubai, a world out there, But the restless voice keeps me unaware. I breathe, I pause, let the question rest, Truth’s in the stillness, where I’m my best. No need to chase, no need to flee, Truth’s in the now, it’s inside of me. From restless thoughts, I’m breaking away, Being here’s enough, I’m learning to stay. Why am I here? To feel, to see, The miracle of this moment in me. No more searching, no need to roam, Presence is my answer, my heart’s home. Why am I here? Just to be, to breathe, The truth I live is the truth I believe. Safari of thoughts, they cross my mind, Fears and dreams, I’ve left behind. No answer forced, no truth to find, It’s in the being, where my soul’s aligned. This chair, this breath, this fleeting now, Is why I’m here, I’m making that vow. Why am I here? To feel, to see, The miracle of this moment in me. No more searching, no need to roam, Presence is my answer, my heart’s home. Why am I here? Just to be, to breathe, The truth I live is the truth I believe. No more questions, just a heart that’s clear, Truth’s in the moment, it’s always here. I’m not my thoughts, I’m the space between, In this now, my soul’s serene. Why am I here… I’m whole, I’m true.

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  • Chapter 15 Who Rises Next?
    Jul 13 2025

    In a room in India, silence so deep, A guru’s words woke me from sleep. “You are a crowd,” he said, so clear, Each moment shifts who rises here. Not one self, but waves that flow, I choose the one I let grow. No fixed truth, no single name, I’m every spark, I’m every flame. From fear to courage, I decide, Who rises next is my soul’s guide. Who rises next? I choose today, The self that meets life in a fearless way. Not trapped by thoughts, I’m breaking free, Each moment’s mine to shape, to be. Who rises next? I hold the key, The crowd within is alive in me. Criticism comes, I feel the sting, Defensive self wants to take the ring. But I pause, let the curious rise, See the truth with open eyes. Love in pain, I could turn away, Or let compassion lead my way. No fixed truth, no single name, I’m every spark, I’m every flame. From fear to courage, I decide, Who rises next is my soul’s guide. Who rises next? I choose today, The self that meets life in a fearless way. Not trapped by thoughts, I’m breaking free, Each moment’s mine to shape, to be. Who rises next? I hold the key, The crowd within is alive in me. Two hundred souls, their answers soar, Seeking the truth they’re reaching for. But I’m not one, I’m shifting tides, Each choice I make is where I reside. From wounded child to heart that’s bold, I craft the story my life will hold. Who rises next? I choose today, The self that meets life in a fearless way. Not trapped by thoughts, I’m breaking free, Each moment’s mine to shape, to be. Who rises next? I hold the key, The crowd within is alive in me. No more waves to fight or flee, I choose the self that’s truly me. In this breath, I claim my ground, The truth I live is the truth I’ve found. Who rises next… I’m free, I’m whole.

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  • Chapter 14 One Thought Away
    Jul 13 2025

    Thought I’d find peace at the end of the line, One more goal, one more climb. But sadness lingered, joy would fade, Happiness felt like a debt unpaid. Then a whisper came, in a quiet room, “You’re one thought away from breaking through.” Not about forcing a brighter view, But seeing thoughts for what they do. They come, they go, they don’t define, Freedom’s in the space where my heart aligns. One thought away, from the weight to release, Finding my way to a deeper peace. Not in control, but in letting it be, Happiness lives in the truth I see. One thought away, I’m choosing today, To live in the freedom that’s one thought away. Conference room doubts, I pushed them aside, Listed my pain, let my fears collide. But the question stayed, it wouldn’t let go, What if my thoughts are the only foe? Not bypassing life, not denying the real, But choosing the lens of what I feel. Not about forcing a brighter view, But seeing thoughts for what they do. They come, they go, they don’t define, Freedom’s in the space where my heart aligns. One thought away, from the weight to release, Finding my way to a deeper peace. Not in control, but in letting it be, Happiness lives in the truth I see. One thought away, I’m choosing today, To live in the freedom that’s one thought away. Loss and heartbreak, they shaped my years, Grinded through life with unspoken fears. But now I see, it’s not what’s outside, It’s the story I tell in my restless mind. In the breath, the pause, I find my ground, Freedom’s not lost, it’s always been found. One thought away, from the weight to release, Finding my way to a deeper peace. Not in control, but in letting it be, Happiness lives in the truth I see. One thought away, I’m choosing today, To live in the freedom that’s one thought away. No more chasing, just a heart that’s clear, Truth’s in the moment, it’s always here. I’m not my thoughts, they pass like the breeze, In this space, I find my ease. One thought away… I’m free, I’m whole.

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  • Chapter 13 The Books That Loved Me Back
    Jul 13 2025
    Pages turn, they hold my heart, Books that teach, where my soul would start. Some were friends, steady through the years, Some were lovers, drowning out my fears. Rumi’s fire, Rilke’s dawn-lit call, They loved me back when I gave my all. Not just words, but a home I’d find, Truth that lives beyond the mind. From knowledge to life, I’m learning to be, The story I live is the one that’s free. Books that loved me, they saw my soul, Made me feel seen, made me feel whole. Not in pages, but in what I do, Living the truth that I always knew. Books that loved me, they set me free, My life’s the story I’m meant to be. Some were fathers, strict with their rules, Built my world with their disciplined tools. Others like mothers, soft in their care, Mary’s poems, Pema’s truths so rare. Some were brothers, pushing me to grow, Challenged my heart where it feared to go. Not just words, but a home I’d find, Truth that lives beyond the mind. From knowledge to life, I’m learning to be, The story I live is the one that’s free. Books that loved me, they saw my soul, Made me feel seen, made me feel whole. Not in pages, but in what I do, Living the truth that I always knew. Books that loved me, they set me free, My life’s the story I’m meant to be. I hoarded books, afraid to let go, Thought they held me, but now I know. Some I’ve left, donated, set free, Outgrown their echo, no longer me. But those that stay, they’re more than ink, They’re love, they’re truth, they’re how I think. Books that loved me, they saw my soul, Made me feel seen, made me feel whole. Not in pages, but in what I do, Living the truth that I always knew. Books that loved me, they set me free, My life’s the story I’m meant to be. No more hiding in pages I read, Truth’s in the life that I live instead. From the shelf to my heart, I’m writing it now, A story worth living, I’m making that vow. Books that loved me… I’m whole, I’m true.July 13, 2025 at 8:16 AM
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  • Chapter 12 . Intelligence of Release
    Jul 13 2025

    Crib in the dark, a boy’s silent scream, Pinned by neglect, caught in a dream. Body held tight, the pain never left, Carried it all, through the years I kept. In the barn, I move, let the weight unfold, Dance my truth, let the story be told. No words can hold what my body knows, In motion, my pain finds a way to go. From silence to freedom, I shake, I sway, The intelligence of release lights my way. Intelligence of release, it’s raw, it’s true, Body lets go what my mind can’t do. No more holding, just a rhythm to free, In the dance, I find the heart of me. Intelligence of release, it’s breaking through, Truth in my bones, I’m alive, I’m new. Lysa’s gaze, a space where I’m seen, No need to speak, just the truth in between. On this floor, I’m curling, then I rise, Tears and rage meet the open skies. Not performance, just a soul laid bare, Body’s wisdom answers my prayer. No words can hold what my body knows, In motion, my pain finds a way to go. From silence to freedom, I shake, I sway, The intelligence of release lights my way. Intelligence of release, it’s raw, it’s true, Body lets go what my mind can’t do. No more holding, just a rhythm to free, In the dance, I find the heart of me. Intelligence of release, it’s breaking through, Truth in my bones, I’m alive, I’m new. That boy in the crib, he’s still in my skin, But I’m not trapped where the pain begins. Through trembling, through shaking, I let it unwind, Freedom’s in movement, not thoughts in my mind. Every sway, every step, sets the past free, In this barn, I’m whole, I’m finally me. Intelligence of release, it’s raw, it’s true, Body lets go what my mind can’t do. No more holding, just a rhythm to free, In the dance, I find the heart of me. Intelligence of release, it’s breaking through, Truth in my bones, I’m alive, I’m new. No more weight, just a pulse to share, Body’s my prayer, it’s answering there. From the crib to the barn, I’m letting it go, The truth I move is the truth I know. Intelligence… release… I’m free, I’m whole.

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