what is this?

/

"I like this" you say.  I am completely unsure what 'this' is, but never bother to ask for clarification. 'This' encounter over coffee.  Sitting, chatting, but never really getting to the heart.  Staying gently on the surface, with me revealing more about myself then you ever will.  Is 'this' what you like?  I chalk it up to you just wanting us to be friends.  It seems so long ago that we held one another in a deep embrace.  Our lips touching and the walls of our hearts coming down.

You keep repeating the words "I like this" and my mind has still yet to understand what 'this' is.  'This' ... what is this?  Two strangers getting together for brief moments in time. Awkwardly sharing stories.  Occasionally sending little messages of hello.  There were moments before this one.  When we were both completely open.  You showed me glimpses into your heart and made space for me to be in your arms.  We equally shared our stories gently pulling one another in.

After the music died down you slowly stepped away bringing space between us.  And now here we stand.  I try to put together the pieces of the puzzle, but nothing seems to fit.  And the only words I have to work with are "I like this"

taking a new way home

/

When you do the same things all the time

You get the same outcome

When you mingle with the same group of people

Take the same way home

Park in the same spot

Live inside the little box of comfort that surrounds you

Well, life will be same

And that may not be a bad thing

It is predictable and safe

But it does not open up the door for new opportunities

New chance encounters

New adventures or sites to be seen

It simply is what it is

And some days that is exactly what we need

We need to get what we expect

We need to know what is coming around the bend next

We do not want to be surprised or come onto a little hiccup

That spins us out of control

But there are other days when we crave adventure

We long for deep conversation with strangers

Want to get lost and have to figure out a new way home

These are the days when we want to live on the edge

Take the risk

Be wide open to whatever may come our way

I tend to lean more towards the days where we do not know what is coming next

So I take a different way home

Park in a new spot

Spark up a conversation with a stranger

And really listen to what the world is saying

It is these days where the unexpected brings complete joy

New friendships are sparked

And beautiful memories are created

one small shift

/

Sometimes it is just one small thing that you shift

That opens things up

One small little detail that you adjust

Because it never felt completely right before

But you kept going with it

Because you could not place your finger on what it was

And then you make one small move

And you can instantly feel it

It is as if the universe shouted "yes, that is it"

And deep in your heart and soul you open up

Feeling new again

Alive

Ready to just be in this world

Shining

/

I only know small pieces of you

For a brief moment in time

You opened the door

and showed me a glimpse of your heart

The moment was fleeting

But I am so grateful for having had the opportunity

You have opened me up

In so many incredible ways

And I know

That the world is a better place

Because you are in it

Do not forget

That you must keep on dreaming

And holding on to your passions

What speaks to you is important to this world

Because when you go out and pursue it

You leave a mark on all of us

And we are forever changed

Know that you are enough

Just as you are

Even through the struggles

You will make it through

Wiser, lighter, stronger

And you will find that inner peace

You are searching for

You are a light in this world

That shines at its brightest

When you are doing what speaks to you

Even from a distance I can feel you shining

Paris anyone?

/

In my mind I travel to far away places all the time

I can easily transport myself

To a place I have never been

A destination I long to see

Deep into an experience I wish to have

My mind has a way of wandering off

Day dreaming, my third grade teacher would say

And my vivid imagination makes it easy for me to feel like I am there

I love getting lost inside these moments

But it is even better to jump on a plane

And arrive in an new place

Be greeted by unfamiliar faces

And explore all the new things my eyes are seeing

So when I have the chance to enter a contents

For a

free trip to Paris

Well, you can be sure I entered

And you should enter to

Because when you travel anyone

You return changed

In a good way

And that is a beautiful thing