When I write this down
This flow of words
I feel release
But then I think too much
Instead of just feel
I see fear
You know what I mean

I fear I have lost my mind
But isn’t that what I’ve been praying for
I fear I have stolen words that aren’t mine
Although I know they never are
I fear these words aren’t good enough
But they are exactly what they are
I fear that I am not worthy
Except this is a miracle that overcomes unworthiness

I fear rejection
I fear judgment

But I fear all of this from myself

When I write this down
This flow of words
I read them out loud
I feel release
Then sometimes, when I think too much
I still feel fear

But then I decide to share these words
With you

These words are poems
That have been buried deep for decades
For lifetimes
From beyond all of that
Passed down through me timeless
to you

When you hear these words
Maybe you will hear truth
Maybe you will hear peace
Maybe you will hear love
Maybe you will hear me

I hope you don’t hear me
Because what I say isn’t important
But what you hear
Could be

If you hear from a still place
From a loving place
Without judgment
Without walls or veils
Without fear

Without all of the usual suspects
That hold us back
From hearing
From knowing

What we need to hear
What we yearn to hear
What we will
in one unexpected moment
hear and know

I share these Words with you
In gratitude
In love

Thank you for listening