Self – Help

 

Heal

Yourself, 1^{st !!!!}

(Just) “ Be “ Yourself, 2^{nd J}

 

^then

^{You may attract}

^{what You desire}

^{without seeking.}

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved

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Don’t use it for any purpose without their permission.

Knot Now

• Procrastination
• often, to the brink
• slipping, I think &
• drowning in an
• abyss of PANIC!
• Any attempt to
• mindfully dismiss
• all angst or bliss,
• to not think
• to not rethink
• to not over think
• knowing full well
• even the smallest
• ort or iota will retie
• the knot of anxiousness.
• However,
• at some moment
• before the future
• putting off tasks
• is often easier
• than yesterday’s
• agenda but still I
• persist with this joyless
• entanglement.
• I wish I knew why. . .
• I’ll figure it out
• tomorrow.

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved – 2017

Out Scry

I crave intimacy;

I have all my life.

I need no wet reflection,

no mirrored enlightenment

to light up my room,

my den of dark memory,

illuminating the path.

For decades,

I’d either submit to

trained enslavement

or I apathetically slept

my life away. I got used

to the shackles,

jewelry to remind me

of how to be…

behave.

Tomes archived

within my heart

bringing on thoughts

and thoughtful, logical

introspection

by way of a flood of my

tears upon the sanded

glass to mirror me

and a past life or 2.

Old souls and aged

ancient earth beings

begin to raise questions

concerning their own

intimate mortality.

We want to know

why we forgot how

to be…

believe.

It’s an outcry

My out scry

of legends and myth

that tell me

I am more than what

I learned how to be,

& more than what You

and I see…

I believe more than me.

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved – 2015

One Earthing Moment

One day, under tepid skies

while cool zephyrs play,

You & me will be earthing;

our hands clasped

lazy times lapsed,

on our backs, perhaps?

Skin to skin

Among nature’s kin

Amid Forest Trees —-

Our spirits within

Electrical grin

as the earth

Touches our knees.

One day, under starry skies

while the moon lights the way,

You & me will barefeet

and litter our path

with light steps

as blades of grass

reach up and tickle

our souls.

 

 Theo Groeneveld   © All rights reserved  2015

Counted

Awakened or no,

I know You know

have watched, seen

the unfair

know one cares

injustice yes

selfish at best

& the dying

the kills

the spills

against the wills

. . . of “ the people.”

I would guess

it is time to stand

in the mist, amidst

this chaos and misdirected

media and deceit of

contraband and contradict!

Will You just slink

back into Your divot

on You worn out settee

arm-chairing opinions

empty of courage and

conviction!?

Jellyfish____!?

Inaction crucifies

Our Grandsons

Our Granddaughters

to labored breathing

and indentured

servitude to this

seemingly overt

and now bold evil.

When will You take the stand?

Stand and be counted

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved

Morning Thoughts #22

Early morning leaves

sparkle as the sun

warms each dew drop.

Trees perform

their morning stretches;

their arms reaching out

high & taut.

And as this sun rising

moment puts me in awe

and at indolent ease,

I’m reminded that I

still hold fast to

many attachments —-

Memories that linger

and I’m unable to

put my finger as to

a reason.

For now,

in this moment

I release my search

in search of

morning serenity

and solace.

 

 

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved

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Don’t use it for any purpose without their permission.

Hurt People, Hurt People

Hurt People hurt

Hurting

& often hurt

Hurting

People & hurt people.

(Hurt people hurt hurting and hurt, Hurt people, hurting, as well)

It’s been said

Many times

That we cannot

Combat our dark

With more of

… the same.

Likewise,

When we hurt

How then,

Can we,

Rise at a higher plane

And vibration

If

We hurt

Rather than forgive?

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved

All writing remains the property of the author. – 2014

Don’t use it for any purpose without their permission.

 

This Morning

This morning I find the sun

has decided to sleep in

for a spell.

 

The white clouds, fluffed,

huddled together,

cuddle the sun

perhaps, causing him to

longer slumber.

 

I love weird days like this

of warmth missed

and misty grays

where I sit and gaze

watching Tree arms sway

as if to say,

 

“ aaaaaaaaaah …

 

Cool mist,

a gist

of recessed warmth. “

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved

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Don’t use it for any purpose without their permission.

 

Within (the) Spirit

We are one within Spirit

We are one within our earth

 

We are one within Spirit

We are one within our earth

 

And one day we’ll know

This is true before

Our birth

 

And the universe

Will call us on earth

As Dimensional &

Beings of worth

 

We are one within Spirit

We are one within our earth

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved

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Don’t use it for any purpose without their permission.

Silence

Like pottery

in a museum,

once broken

makes a lot of noise.

 

Theo Groeneveld © All rights reserved

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Don’t use it for any purpose without their permission.