Where Would You Start?

There’s this chill I get when conversations about awareness rise up from the depths. It’s as though the flow of love stimulates the nerves within my delicate figure, opening each valve, ventricle, and artery to the warmth of purely unconditional love.

In this feeling there is connection to hope, to guidance, to knowledge of the infinite love. Love is quite endless in its pursuits, constantly floating through space and earthly matter, craving to be felt. Grasping each creature in warm breezes of nurturing touch, without having to take a physical form.

There is no pressure or limitation within love. In this we find what unconditional love means to our own degree of perception. Shall we open our minds to unlearning the conditioning and limitations we have imposed on our own self through misconception and trauma.

When we open our hearts to love we allow regeneration and growth to excel within the self and our personal surroundings. Our great Mother Earth asks us to open our hearts to love NOW.

When we come from a space of love we come from a space of understanding. A space of connection. A space of empathy. The solution to problems or disputes in the world right now lay in unconditional love at the deepest level we can interpret. Our solution lays in the mud of stillness, self development in order to take action in an effective way. Time we make a change and be the difference. Just as the lotus grows in the muddy water, there is growth in this stage of our humanity.

Are we going to let fear and limitation over rule us? Are we going to succumb to the numb feeling of escapism? If you are please, do us a favor and at least step out of the way. The light workers are here. The voices will be heard. Change will be embraced.

“Give, always give what you can
Even if your allies draw lines in the sand
And dig, always dig a little deeper
Sometimes it’s hard to be my brother’s keeper
Love, so you let love in
Baby I am home in the wake of your skin, and it’s crazy
How we wear our ceremony
Always be open to your path and your journey
Yes, she cradles my loneliness
A home in a forest nest
Universal test, feel the weight of my love
Put your hand on my chest
And rest, in the cradle of my arms
The battle that we face is a place where our scars come from
And to pick up the gun
My love we are destined to teach these ones to be brave
And never run away
Courage is birthed from the womb on the first light of day
Yeah, the day you were born, you came out perfect
Never meant to be torn
In silence, never been so loud in the violence
Never been so proud of a people
When we’re fighting for a change, not afraid to lose it all despite all the rage
We are animals
And we cannot be caged
Provoke us to fight
So we burn a little sage and write poetry
Wiser than the enemy will ever be
The minority
And authority
Are you here to protect or arrest me?
I can’t tolerate the hate, and I’m losing sleep
Can’t breathe, cause they’re choking out a war in me
Immorality

Love letters to God
Wonder if she reads them or if they get lost
In the stars, the stars, in the stars
So many parts to a heavy heart
If there’s no beginning, then where would you start?
Start, start, where would you start?

Human souls, so we carve ’em to a story Totem poles
Because we’re always searching for a certain goal
A pattern of physics, a role
Don’t believe all you’re told
And open
Open up your fist
A misconception, you can fight like this
In praise, with the power of prayer
If God’s on our side, we can take the stairs
To the heavens
Flipping through my chapter seven
I live with the snakes in the great deception
No court, in this country for men
Who steal from their mother on paper with pen
And we’re tripping
Down a red dirt road
And we’re asking
Is this the way we should go?
Kissing, soft top feet of my goddess
We walk the earth, baby, yeah we got this
Focus, and it’s redirected
Grateful, and I’m resurrected
Stubborn, but I know the way
You’re the skin of my drum
To your rhythm I will sway
Take my hand
I won’t lead you astray
We will not go gently into the darkest of days
Grandma’s here, and she says persevere
Take a walk in her mocks, sees a trail of tears
And our fears, are the same as they ever were
Beers, numb the pain of a holocaust
Gears, always mobbing in motion
Maybe, baby, be an island or an ocean
Your arches, how they bend and contract on my conscience
Never slipped through the grip of my thesis
And my theory is I shine in your presence
A deliverance

Love letters to God
Wonder if she reads them or if they get lost
In the stars, the stars, in the stars
So many parts to a heavy heart
If there’s no beginning, then where would you start?
Start, start, where would you start?

-Nahko and Medicine for the People

Thankful.

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