Neon Moon

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[moonthehealer]

Tonight I wrote a letter saying goodbye

To everyone I love, and it felt right

I cried as I imagined leaving altogether.

And how you’d be angry, that I left you here alone.

I couldn’t bear the thought of unfinished business,

So I swallowed my tears. I prayed that it would be over soon.

If I could, I’d end it all today.

But I don’t think God would want me under such circumstances.

And I can’t stand the in between.

All I want is rest.

So I close my eyes again, until I find peace.

[moonthehealer]

For Krishna.

I’m in love with a stream of consciousness.

A multifaceted reflection of my own sacred lives. Lives I haven’t been afforded the safety to live.

I fell in love with you, subtly in the quiet of your mind’s storm.. as you stretched your limbs in the only safe space I’ve kept.

In my room, I extended my love by way of the memories you… gently stroked into my walls. And I made a dream of it. Encapsulated a moment’s love— where the past and future couldn’t taint the light of our hearts combined.

In a moment, I saved a part of us that was destined to doubt. And I keep this love, above it all.

If only we could live in this moment, without moving earth and heaven..

[moonthehealer]

Scorch me with your loving flame

Melt this heart of stone

Let the ashes of what was

Nourish what life we create,

When we finally choose

To let go and love.

[moonthehealer]

My freckles are

countless as the stars above

The night sky

Reminds me of all that I am

[moonthehealer]

When I see the art I created in those quiet moments we shared, before anyone knew how real our love was.. I am reminded of how beautiful two people are when allowed to exist in truth. Remembering the perfection in all those flaws we’ve since healed, still incites poetry & the deepest regard for the transformative Love not many will ever get to experience. A moment of freedom. Before the crash. Before the need for reform. When the crystal ball was as clear as glass. When love & light met & melted into one through our own humility. Things were very simple. I’m so inspired by the moments we’ve forgotten.

[unconditionedconsciousness]

“If you do not transform your pain, you will transmit it”

~ Richard Rohr (The Art of Letting Go)

[moonthehealer]

I’ve never been so empty of myself.

So poured out, into whom and for what reason, I’m unsure.

I’ve poured my love into many things with intention,

& been a silent observer of the magic of loves blossom.

Yet now, any thought I try to gather of my own is muddled

With the hurried opinions of angels known and unknown to me.

Are you waiting for me to grasp a truth I have yet to receive, as you stand above me placing bets on the decisions I’ve made?

Who can I trust.. if not myself?

My heart is rushed with the anticipation of your admonishing rejections, as I reach for aspects of my femininity I’ve been robbed of.

I can’t believe I’ve been expected to be the epitome of a whole woman while being kept from my entirety.

Make it make sense.

Being gatekeeped in my own home.

Despite everything.

Makes life so dull, and unbearable.

Every time my nature comes again,

I cry. When will it be my turn to live, truly.

- a mother yet to come.

[moonthehealer]

I’ve accepted I may never birth a child in this life.

I may have to settle for a meadow of flowers,

Where I heal the child within me instead.

I’ve accepted that when I was strong enough to love,

I had to make music about it instead of experiencing it.

I’ve accepted that every time I tried to find what I was missing,

It only made me miss you instead.

I’ve accepted that the life I thought was my inheritance,

Was stolen from me and given to another.

I’ve accepted that it wouldn’t have mattered if I knew this before hand or if I was completely unaware…

It was always going to happen exactly as it has.

I’ve accepted that maybe I’ve done something so awful in another life; that I’m meant to endure harsh rejection & lack of simplicity in my life.

But what I won’t accept is the fact that I’ve accepted these things. I’m too rebellious to watch my heart die, without fighting for its life.

I will become as bold as a storm, and as flippant as the wind to escape a life without peace.

I will become peace, by leaving everything that denies me that.

I am not afraid to begin again. I am not afraid to leave and live.

I am not afraid to be alone.

Im afraid of monotonous living pretending to be some pinnacle of self sufficiency, with a trembling nervous system as I beg love to find the decency to validate my heart. That is hell.

I’m afraid that everytime I speak up on my hearts behalf, I’ll be stoned to silence as people bury me calling me unruly.

I’m afraid of having people in my life so willing to misunderstand me, to the point of rage.

Im afraid of losing what I have already lost everything else for.

I’m not the type of love that would receive a baby to live for, when everything else couldn’t teach me. I’ve accepted that.

I think I’ll have to find a way to learn alone.

[moonthehealer]

[moonthehealer]

I held on to the greatest love I’ve ever known

A few months stretched a lifetime for me.

I called us back into oneness.

My entirety collapsing as we merged.

I held the faith that it would balance itself,

Once love was made priority between us.

I waited ten years.

And I’m still waiting.

[kylebonallo]

by Kyle Bonallo (ig: @kylebonallo)

[moonthehealer]

Thoughts of lavender fields

As rough winds breathe into me

Angels whispering

What I am

And who I was thought to be

Mistakes made in love

Being corrected in the balance

Harsh hurls try my memory

As I embody my ancestors connection

Cars, wind, birds, ocean

All sound the same when chaos ensues

Hints of chemicals

Remnants of another home

350 degrees of refusal

Transmuting rejection

Eyebrows arched

For the accusation

Of anxiety

Babies lost my love

For mothers who protect them

Everyone around me falling

Because my love failed me.

[theoffbeatexplorer]

Pine Forest

Darjeeling, West Bengal, India

[moonthehealer]

Heaven isn’t far,

When I’m in loves arms.

I dug flowers and weeds alike

Out of my self,

To be reeped and sown

In our love.

I thought we’d find new seeds

And plant them together..

I thought our love was my destination.

I hope I wasn’t wrong,

And though you took what love I had,

And invested in a new farm.

Built a family home upon my love,

And inhabited it with something you could trust…

I know I’m not forgotten.

I know I’m blessed in abundance,

For having given so much of my soul..

To someone who couldn’t reep

What we’d sewn together

Knowing I planted every seed

Jah blessed us with.

[moonthehealer]

[quietlotus]

“The gentle rain of solitude washes the world from me. In its quiet waters, I see my unpainted self between silence and song.”

— Quiet Lotus

[moonthehealer]

Please.

Give me serenity .

Bless my mind with silence.

Allow me to daydream about a future I will love.

Let me believe I can be happy again.