Real Eyes, Realized

Meditation is where dreams and reality meet.

A place to discern thought from reason.

Life is FOR you,

But if you think life is against you,

You've already been beaten.

True peace is presence.

Meditation is Now

In slow motion,

A collection of moments.

Reflection.

Introspection.

It's the place you go to meet yourself where you're at

And discover who you are meant to be,

Even if you're only this person for the time being.

Here, there is no pleading to be different,

but acceptence.

Bonafide and loving it.

These are real eyes

And you realize

That nothing is as it seems,

It’s OK,

It’s better,

It’s everything.

Inhale, exhale.

Pulling back and pushing forward,

Creating balance.

Not a single part of you willing to stay burried.

It's shame, it's your pain.

Nothing in your life has happened in vain.

Pieces coming together, everything in your life…

All of it is your light.

Validated.

It's time to shine.

Your pain can be your purpose

And after taking time, breathing, and looking inside,

Now it's organized.

Open:

Your eyes.

Life has always been beautiful, just now...

it's realized.