when everything around us changed, we felt okay.

[withtirelesshope]

in our grey matter, all grey matters. an embarrassment of riches in our heads, we gravitate to black or white instead.

Sleeping At Last, Mind

[withtirelesshope]

it overwhelms the nervous system, this fearful constant state of comparison.

Sleeping At Last, Mind

[withtirelesshope]

first, the ground rules get established: memory is historically inaccurate.

Sleeping At Last, Mind

[withtirelesshope]

no, i don’t have a script for this. but i know the right words exist somewhere, and i just need more time.

Sleeping At Last, Body

[withtirelesshope]

patterns form and feel important, it’s the first brush stroke of a self-portrait.

Sleeping At Last, Mind

[withtirelesshope]

God, it’s easy to forget there’s magic in all of this.

Sleeping At Last, Body

[withtirelesshope]

all this information in formation is key to draw a distinction between waking life and our dreams.

Sleeping At Last, Mind

[withtirelesshope]

all i can say is this, from now on i’ll try to listen to intuition.

Sleeping At Last, Body

[withtirelesshope]

like the world makes sense from a window seat, you are beautiful like i've never seen.

Sleeping At Last, Heart

[withtirelesshope]

there’s magic in our bones, a north star in our soul that remembers our way home.

Sleeping At Last, Body

[withtirelesshope]

but repetition, repetition sings ’til finally the melody is sacred, rooted, unchanged.

Sleeping At Last, Mind

[withtirelesshope]

a feather is a ton of bricks, or maybe i’m too sensitive...

Sleeping At Last, Body

[withtirelesshope]

i am short of breath standing next to you.

Sleeping At Last, Heart

[withtirelesshope]

what if we could risk everything we have, and just let our walls cave in?

Sleeping At Last, Heart

[withtirelesshope]

so pardon the dust while this all settles in. with a broken heart, transformation begins.

Sorrow, Sleeping At Last 

[withtirelesshope]

for in our great sorrow, we learn what joy means.

Sorrow, Sleeping At Last 

[withtirelesshope]

it's mind over matter - matter over mind.

Sorrow, Sleeping At Last