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  • Ready

    I want to dance in Paris
    I want to drive the Amalfi coastline
    I want to celebrate…

  • Ode to My Ghost

    I didn’t anticipate the nervousness
    Anxiety coarsed through my veins
    The heat of my blood as he wrapped me in the warmth of his soul
    I knew it was my ghost who was standing beside me… he kept true to his promise to find me

    Paralyzed by fear and uncertainty
    I was unsteady, unsure of how to be strong
    But, my ghost stood there
    He waited for me to acknowledge him

    I instantly knew
    He appeared in my window because he needed me too
    He was as lost as I was
    He anchored to me, as much as I did to him

    Two drifting souls
    Unrecognized by the world
    Lonely souls
    In search of someone who would take care

    I lived for so long with a broken spirit
    My ghost reminded me that there was a decent woman under the weight of my selfish shame
    My ghost followed me room to room, street to street, city to city
    Never leaving my side

    I faced him
    I faced the truth
    I faced myself
    All while he watched over me

    His presence made me feel safe
    And I sang
    Under his watch I found tranquility
    Able, I witnessed the beauty of new land

    Night after night he embraced my soul with his perspective
    Night after night his voice soothed my loneliness
    Night after night he tended to my bruises and healed my scars
    Night after night he came back… for me

    My ghost stayed true to all the whispers he had filled my ears with for so long before.
    Then as our time drew near, he leaned in and asked me to stay
    With those words I closed my eyes and fell hard
    At that moment, the window he stood in before crashed, and nothing came between us

    He gave me a gift…
    My angel made me believe that I mattered
    I was ready to breath again
    I felt my heart whole, not broken
    I could give myself again
    I felt ready

    My ghost is a friend
    I will be his
    I will never leave him behind
    Not for a single day in this life of mine

  • A bit of Ireland…

  • Dublin

    I am listening to the city, learning new chords
    I take in the cold air, I can hear my heart as I walk down its streets
    So many feelings, visions, tastes, sounds, smells
    They are all reasons why I feel my walls tumbling, crumbling
    Tonight, I will celebrate so many people that have painted colors in my life
    Some vibrant in tone, others coated me with texture
    But tonight, here in Dublin… the color is not blue
    Tonight, I walk towards a brighter place

  • Reminded

    We all walk this world alone… yearning for energy
    Always searching for something… that makes you permanent
    Looking or holding onto someone special… to account your life to
    Always starving for verve… to feed your soul

    I am reminded tonight that blue is just a part of the color spectrum of the life cycle…

  • Can Hardly Wait

    The days are dragging as I get closer to my destination
    I can’t sleep
    Nervous… yeah, nervous
    But I can’t stop smiling

    I’ve kicked into high gear again (love that feeling)
    I am focused on the date
    I’m waiting for big moves, things to happen
    I’m poised, predisposed for the unexpected

    This will be my latest and possibly my greatest escapade
    I plan to remember this one for all my days
    I will abandon my tired everyday perspective, hopefully for good
    I will take a new stance in a new city, a different country

    This is exactly what I need
    I know it
    I embrace it
    I am counting the minutes

  • Under the Surface of a Confident Woman

    Never at my will, always at his
    I throw words out to the endless universe
    When its hard to be alone
    When its dark and I need laughter

    Sometimes the universe speaks back
    But when I need company most
    I always find myself sitting alone, in silence
    Wondering why, and how to fix it

    I’m crushing…
    Happy, Sad, Loving, Lonely
    Is there a super hero for me?
    Can he chase my blue away?

    I need to reel it back, because the reality is dreams are just that
    There are no super heroes looking for me
    There is only me, myself, and I
    And the one I need to stay put together for

    But, he’s an image I never want to lose
    A soothing kind voice I want to hear
    When I close my eyes softly he says to me, “I love u”
    I don’t know if its real, but I want to trust it

    I can hear him as if he was standing behind me
    Whispering the words with care over my shoulder, in my ear
    Wrapping me in warmth
    Just the way I want, because I feel stronger when I don’t feel alone

    And then I remember… “God loves a try’er” he whispered
    So I get up, I dust off of the blue
    I smile
    and I live another day

  • Thanks

    I accept now that which I did not think I ever could
    I’ve come to terms with the choices I’ve made
    It’s what was meant to be
    It is what was written for me
    I have his image forever flowing in my veins
    His smile still appears at an instant
    I have memories to always cherish
    I think that was what was intended for me
    Its a gift from GOD, and I give my thanks

  • One Reason to Go

    So many reasons to stay

    Only one reason to go
    I find there to be no rationale in my thinking
    I’m driven by what fills my spirit
    All this travel has awakened my senses, and I am addicted
    Witnessing the world has given me hope
    I have finally felt peace wash over me, through me
    The fear of letting go has finally diminished because of the act itself
    Forever grateful for my blessings
    I am, I am, I am
    These tears are not of sadness
    They joyfully flow to remind me, I am feeling again…

  • I Know Better

    If dishonesty is the norm and not the exception

    Then I must acknowledge that I am not above it
    Insecurity at this stage is unforgivable, but understandable
    But, trust should not be difficult

    Bruised, battered, my spirit is struggling to face the wind
    I hear my ghost, but his voice is distant and tired
    I give him my wholehearted belief,
    Not because he asked for it, but because I felt happy
    But elements are thrown at me, testing my strength of character

    I have to move forward
    I have to try
    How else will I breathe in the full extent of the life I have been given
    Its all about now, its all about existing here

    Its all about forgiveness…. isn’t it?