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Poem: All of these thoughts going around in my head

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I often re-read past poetry, particularly when I'm looking for guidance, today I reflected on one I wrote over a year ago, number 295, and the words spoke something that I needed to hear, maybe there’s also a message here for you. I invite you to close your eyes, listen to the words, feel, hear and witness what surfaces.

All of these thoughts going around in my head A merry-go round as I lay, still, held by my bed I contemplate on what direction to take ⇆ I make up ideas of what could be I explore every possibility I like to control, you see Mould the world to my own A Queen, sitting on her throne Oh, if I had known back then what I know Now That it's life that shows me the how Through feeling Through dreaming What if I stopped believing that I have to figure it out? What if I lived from listening to my body? Responding Belonging What if I could see clearly? Without projections, perceptions How then, would that feel? To see what is real Not how it should be What if I followed serendipity? (?) What if in, only trust, all my needs are met? The more I don't fret The more I am present, here & don't question Plan Many oceans I've swam To learn... demand of life Not, to demand of life But, to listen to it as a silent guide Speaking to me through inner sight Reminding me of the light

Who's source is only inside.

If you’d like to connect more intimately with this poetry, you can read my book, 44, here.

If something sparked in you as you read, share it with me emma@emmaevelyncampbell.com or in the comments below.

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I often re-read past poetry, particularly when I'm looking for guidance, today I reflected on one I wrote over a year ago, number 295, and the words spoke something that I needed to hear, maybe there’s also a message here for you. I invite you to close your eyes, listen to the words, feel, hear and witness what surfaces.

All of these thoughts going around in my head A merry-go round as I lay, still, held by my bed I contemplate on what direction to take ⇆ I make up ideas of what could be I explore every possibility I like to control, you see Mould the world to my own A Queen, sitting on her throne Oh, if I had known back then what I know Now That it's life that shows me the how Through feeling Through dreaming What if I stopped believing that I have to figure it out? What if I lived from listening to my body? Responding Belonging What if I could see clearly? Without projections, perceptions How then, would that feel? To see what is real Not how it should be What if I followed serendipity? (?) What if in, only trust, all my needs are met? The more I don't fret The more I am present, here & don't question Plan Many oceans I've swam To learn... demand of life Not, to demand of life But, to listen to it as a silent guide Speaking to me through inner sight Reminding me of the light

Who's source is only inside.

If you’d like to connect more intimately with this poetry, you can read my book, 44, here.

If something sparked in you as you read, share it with me emma@emmaevelyncampbell.com or in the comments below.

post contributors:

Thank you for this photo by Timon Studler which you can find on Unsplash


Get full access to Uncomfortably, Beautifully Human at uncomfortablybeautifullyhuman.substack.com/subscribe
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