“The Only Way to Make Sense out of Change Is to Plunge Into It, Move With It, and Join the Dance” – Alan Watts

Written For and Published in The Seeds 4 Life.

Change, the only certainty in life; yet, we resist it. We fight so hard to keep things the same.  We argue with its reasoning and turn our backs to it. But no matter how hard we fight, it drags us – sometimes screaming and crying and sometimes with our teeth chattering in fear.

So I have wondered, what do we have to lose by admiring its waters and swimming with its current? Dancing with the trees as they sway in its winds? Inviting it in to illuminate the parts of us that need to grow?  What do we have to lose by plunging into it and moving with its rhythm? Our approach towards change can provide us with all of the difference in how we welcome the next season of our lives.

No matter our resistance or our fear, the leaves will fall in autumn and the flowers will bloom in spring. Change will come. Let’s go on this adventure with an open heart and an inquisitive soul.

Concrete

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To those of you who saw the IM POSSIBLE in impossible.
To those of you who were dealt cards and played your hand.
To those of you who were told, “You can’t do it,” and DID.
To those of you who wake up every single day and continue.
To those of you with broken hearts but love regardless.
To those of you who continue to dream.
To those of you who believe in magic.
To those of you who embody your philosophy.
To those of you who rise after each fall.
To those of you who continue to be the change you wish to see in the world.

This is for you.
Thank you!
Thank you for growing.
Thank you for showing up.
Thank you for setting the example.
Thank you for inspiring.

Rose Bush

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I planted a rose bush
So I may admire
the flowers that bloom
and the love that’s transpired
but from this rose bush
there are thorns that grow
thus, be humble when loving
the entirety of a rose

Lost in Translation

 

Spoken words provides a tone
Which written words may lack.
But it is in the written words
Where essence lives in black
And only those with a guiding light
Are invited on to the stage
“The honesty in each word I write
The life beyond the page…”
And those who may not see the stage
Are confused by this creation
Or it may be the words I wrote
Were just lost in translation

Surface Bullshit

 
Small talks to break the ice
First impression, surface nice.
But what lies there behind those eyes?
Who are you past your disguise?
What is setting that soul on fire?
What is keeping that heart inspired?
Not so interested in your threads;
A decorated shell you’ll one day shed.
What I want’s to be led inside,
To the dark corners of your mind.
To learn more about your being
And to see you through your seeing
Because what matters is how you tick
Under your shell and surface bullshit.

And so I write…

                                                             Lori Vrba’s Genesis


To seek silence for my mind
To convey this heart’s find
To reveal what can’t be spoken
To help heal what has been broken
To make sense of the confusion
To confront all the illusions
To let go of what can’t serve
To admit what I’ve deserved
To confess the love I hold
To put words to stories untold
To admit all of my desires
To reach out and help inspire
To keep searching for my light
To see life…and so I write