Isis Lyons
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Right Now
The wind is blowing, and the trees are flowing, but they stay grounded. I’ve always found the most mundane aspects of life the most wonderful. Being a little girl and also a 5th grader has taught me that life is fleeting. “Lawaila, be careful out there! Watch out for the bees!” My mom shouts at me after only being out here for five seconds. “I’m okay, mommy! I’ll be inside in a minute!” I shout back. I’m under this thick, beautiful tree and I’m looking up wondering how it feels to be so tall. The rigids on this bark reminds me of the scars I have on my knees. I look down at my knees to take a look at my scabs, but instead I see a caterpillar just laying on me. “Hey little buddy. How did you get right here?” I gently pick him up and I watch him move around my finger. He swirls around and it seems like he’s having the time of his life. It’s funny how the experience I have with him is completely different from the one he’s having with me. I’m still while he’s squirming around. I’m big to him, he’s tiny to me. There’s so many wonders to this world, more wonders than people realize. My mom was fearful of me being stung while I was excited to see the flowers bloom. I wonder if a caterpillar is aware of danger or if he’s only aware of what is happening here and now. I wonder if he misses his family or if he’s just having a good time on my finger. Time is fleeting, but right now lasts forever. All the right nows in my life look different, but there’s always a right now. There’s always a present. I’m a part of this caterpillar's present; I’m a part of a moment he had in time. He may not remember me after this, but I sure will remember him. I will remember the day he taught me stillness. My hope is that this moment brings him joy, my hope is that when he begins to fly he remembers me and comes to visit me more often. My hope is that he’ll continue to feel safe around me. I gently travel him over to my other finger. He stops twirling and he begins to look at me. His orange body with black spikes makes its way up my arm; I trust him. I don’t move, I just allow him to come closer. I feel tingling down my back as he makes his way to my neck. He goes towards my forehead and lays in between my eyes. I fall back on the tree and I close my eyes. My mom should be calling me soon. It's been a minute. I’m sure of it and my mom takes everything I say literally. I told her I’d been inside in 60 seconds and I’m sure she’s been staring at the clock this whole time. Goodbye Caterpillar; it’s been sweet hanging with you.
By Isis Lyons 4 days ago in Fiction
I'm Alchemizing Peace
Maybe I could’ve tried harder, but I simply didn’t want to. My heart hurts, but it’s worth the burn. I’m not going to blame you for the beginning and ending of us because I know I have a big part to play in this. But thank you for allowing me to learn that being single is way more fun than falling in love. Next time I have an opportunity to meet someone amazing instead of falling in love I will grow in love. Instead of feeding into the next I love you I will just smile and nod. I’ve come to the understanding that everyone wants love, but doesn’t know how to love someone. And maybe just maybe I’m that someone. I don’t know how to love just anyone. I’m picky with the love I give out; I don’t want to love everyone because not everyone is deserving of my love. The only human being I will love unconditionally is myself and my son, Aje. I will never expect anything from him because he’s my responsibility. Not the other way around. He doesn’t owe me anything but I owe him my life. I’m not sure why parents feel the need to tell their children that they’re ungrateful because it’s not the child who should be thankful, it’s the parent who should be. Through the parent living by example of gratitude and thankfulness the child should grow accustomed to that lifestyle. There’s some people on this earth that don’t have a mother who loves them unconditionally which is why they lack empathy for everyone else other than themselves. They walk around pretending that they’re broken due to what another human being did to them. I’m not here to judge them; I’m just here to shine light on that very fact. I’m okay with being the only person around me that’s reaching for happiness and peace. No, I don’t care about money, I don’t care about a house, I don’t care about materialistic things. I appreciate my material world, but I’m holding onto my soul. I’m holding onto my spirit. I’m holding onto me. I will not get trapped in the lives of another. I will not play victim, or get upset when someone else is living in their own head. Whatever someone does to me they’re doing to themselves. Whatever I do to someone else, I’m doing to myself. We’re all just mirrors for each other; we only project what we feel. When people try to limit me they’re only limiting themselves. I’m not mad at anyone, I’ve forgiven everyone. I’m ready to start my new abundant life. I’m not carrying old feelings with me to this new chapter in my life. I’m too grateful to have ungrateful people around me. Sorry not sorry, but I choose me. I don’t care about being seen as selfish, bitter or angry. I'm passionate, demanding and I’m in control of my own life.
By Isis Lyons 6 months ago in Humans
Flowing With Grace
For so long my life was in the depths of fire; I would get burnt with every corner I turned. Every move I made had my spirit screaming. Hell could’ve been the title of my coming of age era. I thought there were demons all around me, but when I looked in the mirror I realized I was as ugly as the devil. I cursed others with my words and my actions. I manipulated anyone to do anything I wanted them to do. I was a nightmare to be around and a disgrace to myself.
By Isis Lyons 8 months ago in Motivation
Shadow Self
My mind is bringing me terrible lies to feed on. Thoughts like “I’m not enough.” Thoughts like “I’m doing a terrible job at being a mother.” Thoughts like “I’m not doing anything important in my life.” As I hold back my tears, I begin to feel a knot in my throat. The tears flow down light a waterfall anyway. I don’t want to cry anymore, I don’t want to feel like a terrible mother anymore, I don’t want to feel like a failure anymore and ultimately, I want to feel like I am enough. I know this is just the illusion I chose to live in. I know I can create this model into the place I want to reside in. I know I can rebuild my mind with steel walls. I know I can live in a state of happiness. I just have to stop trying to be everything for everyone and start being me for myself. I am only human and I am done holding the weight of the world on my shoulders. I’m going to allow my mind to understand that it’s good to take advice from a person who’s actually trying to help. It’s okay to make mistakes as long as you learn from them. It’s okay to be imperfect because nothing and no one is. There will be people who judge me and call out my imperfections, but I will not allow that to dictate who I am. It doesn’t matter how they feel about me. It only matters what I feel about myself.
By Isis Lyons 9 months ago in Poets
The Heart
Most people don’t know this, but the reason why animals and humans have a heart is because a part of the brain lost its way in the body and created a home in our chest. When God created us, he didn’t intend for us to have a heart; our brain ripped apart and traveled down to our breast. This is why we humans and animals have feelings and emotions. We weren’t made to obtain these abilities which is why it’s so difficult for us to cope with life. It’s like our brain gave us a superpower that we were never meant to handle in the first place. Our power can be our greatest strength, but it also can be our greatest weakness. Most people drive themselves crazy because the emotions that are instilled in them override their brains. The logic behind their feelings never makes sense to them. Until people learn how to inner stand that their feelings aren’t something they’re meant to understand they will not learn how to control their power. Feelings are simply meant to be felt completely, but they were never and will never be something for you to grasp. Allow your feelings to live within you and then allow them to be released from you; this is the only way you will feel at ease. Remember that your heart is a guide to knowing hidden truths; it’s a guide to your intuition. An intuition is a gut feeling letting you know to do something or to not do something; if you disobey your intuition your feelings will burn your insides and you feel like you’re on fire. You will feel lost, misunderstood and confused. Never disobey your gut feeling, never shy away from your emotions. This gift was a miracle and we should always appreciate miracles.
By Isis Lyons 9 months ago in Fiction
