more ease..please

A little more ease

If you please

No more if, when and then decrees

My world of push has brought me to me knees

I’ve passed through fight, flight and most recently freeze

All in varyingly different degrees

I’ve compared my insides to other peoples outsides-

A recipe for disaster..my higher self agrees

It’s only led to dissatisfaction, disappointment, and disease

I’ve been waiting for someone else to give me the answer

To hand me the keys

And I’ve been happy to hand over exorbitant fees

Rather than hold my own hand and the moment seize

So afraid am I to anyone in any way displease

I know in my head there are no guarantees

And yet, I’m stuck in my own head. Like a prisoner in a room of detainees

I’m currently living overseas

Becoming my own best friend, giving my own hand a squeeze

I know it won’t always become a breeze

But if I’ve learned anything from reading Hafiz

There are so many ways to live a life of love..

I mean HOLY JEEZ!

So many choices.

So much power in choosing says the man who listens and sees.

As many choices as there are people.

that means 8 billion interviewees.

Each with a different gift.

It’s a gift to be you.

Me.

Us.

Them and these.

We are all beneficiaries

We are all trustees

Shall we meet up together in Belize?

Take a course in Japanese?

Or hang out in a forest of trees?

Whatever we do..let’s do it with ease!