I am seduced by thought of you. I remenice at the thoughts of your fingers tips,tracing the lonely crevices of my skin. I am calm and sedate when your arms are wrapped around me. You filled the empty spaces when you used to embrace me. I felt safe when you were with me but unravelled when you were gone. It felt like love , there was passion,but I felt seperateness and distruss. You felt a cage and I felt like I was a boat a float in the ocean. You seemed to feel stifled by me. I want to be enough for you. I wanted to be the girl you shared with your family, in your life. I guess I might be stuck in a fairytale. I wanted more but more always fills me with fear. Love scares me, it always feels like something illucid that will slip

A Sacred Journey I peruse the refuge of all my broken places. I thoroughly examine all that has made me feel rejected. Like a precocious child I examine the moments I gave myself away. I examine the plethora of emotion from my past. The heartache of emotions are overflowing and excavated piece by piece. My journey is to find peace. Lisa

Legends of Hummingbirds They float free of time! They bring ah and amazement. Hummingbirds carry our hopes. They know our hopes for love,joy, and celebration. When one watches a hummingbird they open us to wonder. They help us to open our eyes! We see the world with wonder. Humingbird inspires us to openour hearts to those we love. To the joy of being! Hummingbird teaches us to savor! When it hovers over a beautiful flower,it savors every moment. Teaching us to live in moment and savor it as it passes. Its grace and its beauty reminds us that beauty is everywhere. It brightness boldness reminds us the richness of life. That life is rich in every moment. That our connections have meaning! Our joy and laughter are the sweetest thing.

Karma thoughts for 2012 I am not a person who wants to just take of space! I do not want people in my life,who think I am only soft space to fall. I do not want expect less, or believe that I am not worthy. I want the people in my life,get I have needs too. That I remember to ask for what I need,and realise I am not island. I need to trust in order to attract what is healthy. I need to love myself, practice what I love,and be love to attract love. I have to learn to not be affected, and feel rejected,by peoples reactions. Learn that truth begets truth. That when we trust at our inner being,trust materializes. If there is doubt we create fear, and create distrust. That it you hurt someone before they hurt you or cause they are hurting you, you hurt them and you hurt you. That sometimes you need to trust your intuition, because it tells you the truth. I need to remember that others have fears too and fear can hurt. Also that fear keeps us in the dark, and not the light. That your integrity and word mean everything. That does not mean just to others but yourself. That you have to be grateful for the smalliest things. That life gives us so much to be grateful for even,in adversity. Lisa

A Beginning It was new! A brighter light streamed through my window. In Peace I was surrounded, assured, and grounded. Heaven sent,a more divine path surmounted. Glorified and joyful, I may move forward. Loved and embraced, even in the solitude. Faith transformed, I am not alone! Lisa

Making your way back

Falling into doubt.
Dissolving into questions.
Insecurity rising to the surface.
Always never knowing.
Trust,waning.
Self imposed denial
Mislead, or a different interpretation instead.
Fears challenged.
Encompassed in healing.
Growing with love.
A journey to find a way home.

Lisa

Drunken Buddha

He is lost in their love like, late night lullaby's!
She calls him, breaks him, and berates him.
He sees her glory, her weakness, and his pain.
She uses and abuses, when she is weak and with disdain.
The Buddha she worships only when she is in pain.

The Buddha feels momentarily healed by her moments of worship.
The Buddha surrenders into pain and worship,
drunk on his past love addiction.
Broken and torn, he relives the ride.
The Buddha has conjured a fairly tale of misery,
that will never die.

The Buddha is broken, and living in vain!
A self subscribed sinner,who is filled with loss and pain.

Like in a portal, the Buddha does hide.
Shrinking and surviving, but has put living aside.
Every night he does drain his sorrows,by way
of a pain killer he does prescribe.
He is numb and incoherent, and lonely ole soul.
Fractured and wounded,and feels alone!

He tries to fill his moments of dread,with women instead.
Love from the past, and friend from the future.
If he would only surrender,to his feelings and pain.
The answers he knows would become less distorted.

Challenged and closed,filled with distress.
He has stopped living life with great regret!
Damaged,and cynical, he continues to hide.

The endeavor is plain, and may make you shudder!
His resistance to pain, has become his filter.

His eyes are closed to a future; lost, alone,
and unsure. He escapes once again from his pain,on a
lonely wave of humour and inner terror.

Buddha be blessed and may you find hope in happily ever after, instead!

Lisa

My Inner Yogi I surrender my will. In every breath I unravel! Guarded and displaced, in such disgrace! In the darkness, I feel a light ready to ignite! My feet rooted, my body in balance. I start to generate, and participate! The stress begins to disintegrate. Strength recharged in every movement. Power restored, body no longer broken. I feel my soul unfold. Like a cherished embrace, my body starts to mold into place! At every form,a beautiful piece of sculpture,unfolds. The beauty is my body, in whatever the form. Lost in the breath and instruction. My mind turned off, I move and bend. Flowing freely, I surrender! Lisa

A story of broken hearts

In pure synchronicity,two precious souls met.
Perhaps God had a hand in this remarkable meeting and intertwining.
From deep soulful words their hearts grew,and filled with passion.
Like a seed, a love was planted.
Surely this love was meant, to heal.

However these two souls came from places where hearts were broken.
Two hearts broken in distrust and fear.
Hearts hidden from the truth built on barriers and excuses.

These hearts still felt they had direction.
There passion created a fairytale, of love and devotion.
With out question their was desire,almost enough to keep them on a chartered course.

However their egos started to create doubt, as egos do!
Each needed to be more!
They created pedestals for one another.
She thought he was only person who saw every part of her with pure acceptance.
He seen her love as devotional filled with pure passion and loyality.
That is when the story did unfold.

The one heart wanted more, each time that heart wanted more, the other heart fled and created doubt in its own fear.
Each time the other heart feared being caged it pushed the other heart away.
The one heart engaged in its own dreams,and the other heart felt disregarded.
What once was enough started to fade by doubt that the love was true.
This love started to look unreal, never knowing what was true.
The truth was hidden because the hearts were hidden,in previous pain.
Hearts meant to be healed in gods loving hand became love grown out ego.

Love is built on acceptance, truth, and trust.
One love is built on loyality on both sides.
Believe that loving hearts have needs, and scars.

One heart became broken, lonely, rejected and felt not enough.
The other heart felt a fading and tried to hold on tight.
But when heart feels lonely and broken it begins to digress.
It strikes out in pain and runs away.

Both hearts break.
Hearts than turn to hurt and than perhaps hate.
With trust all gone,these two hearts seperate.

A missing, a void, heart with hole, one broken heart
finds courage to reach out even though broken and afraid.
They talk, they feel closed and cautious,and both filled
with distrust.
Only in Gods hands through surrender and Love could this love
pull through.
Fear may reign and utter doubt sustain, and backup will be what
is to blame. That damn distrust and seperateness!
Only god knows the way too heal and to build a healthy love that matters.

Lisa
New Years

Where love does reside

I let you go out of Fear.
I made my mistakes with such haste.
I did not believe that love still had its Place!
Love accross the miles can still exist.
When two people believe with pure faith.

A Love that has trust and no fear, can exist seperate,
but never feels alone.

I do not want my fate to be filled with fear of
love.
I want my faith to trust in love.
I want the love where one never feels in lack.
A love that is matched with two full souls.
A love filled with grace and where two souls embraced feel whole.

I know when I believe that I am enough, that a healthy love will follow.
When I do the things I love, I embrace love and fill myself with love,and truly engage in love.

When I surrender and believe love is truth, than love will never be broken.

Love will lead the way and provide.

Lisa New Years 2012

Finding Grace

I have been so lost.
On this journey to find me!
Never been so bold, to just let go.
To be alone.

I have been praying for the gifts.
Looking for a silent power.

However never feeling like I am ever gaining ground.
Feeling like I am losing face.

I have wondered if I lost my faith!
Screaming for my inner guide!
Pleading for the puriest form of grace.

Searching still for the love, that might fill the space.
I think I am losing my safe place.

I wonder if God has made some kind of mistake!
Will I find my place?

Will love find its way back?
I wish it might, to give me faith!
Surrounded in this greater Love.
I hope it is my saving grace!

Lisa New Years Eve

When Love Hides

I realized today in the silence
that I know a coward.

I know a woman who was
filled with fear and distrust.
She took a chance on man who
promised her his love was true.
We click he said, you know it is
true.
She sits wondering today why
she allowed this man to steal her
heart without any guarantees.
She felt the love but today
she wonders if it is about to be set free.
She is tired of waiting till he feels
like he's got it right and
all his dreams appear.
Today she does not know,
where to go from here.
Her fear is leaving and her love is
dying, and she doesn't know if she should reach
out but one last time.


I new a fragile man filled with love
he keeps it inside and in his own solitude,
he loves.
Love he wants, with the deepest trust,
filled with love and desire.
He appears to want something,but forgets
you get what you give.
If you do not give something to trust,
a trust will die when closeness subsides.
He gets caught up in survival and living
out his dreams.
He seems to forget he told a girl they clicked
and it is love and time is what she needs.
He wonders why the girl is drifting away.
He does not seem to know what the girl needs, the
simple need is an invitation to dwell
inside,to see the life he must hide.
This man does not seem to realize she needs to
be invited into his life, the life he will
never allow her to see.

Not one but two cowards were found in the
silence today.

by Lisa

Peaceful Bliss

Whispers of butterfly wings.
Kisses of succulent sweet tenderness.
Cherished in the midday bliss.
Afternoon dreams of love and sweet grace.
Cherished musical melodies flow softly in my head.
I reach inside my heart and a thin golden thread
begins to mend the hurt deep within.
A prayer releases inside my soul and a choir
begins to sing.
I am filled with love and feel embraced.
A joyful awe starts to transcend.

karmasage

Handful of Love

I have dreamt about a love that would embrace me.
A love that fulfilled me.
A love you did not have peel likes layers.
A love you never had to question because it was never hidden.
A love that bold and true.

I want to trust a love like this.
A person who wants to share a sacred love.
A loving human who loves, but loves you with a deep blessing.
A love never thrown away for something new.
A loving man who really knows how to want me.

I still am waiting for someone who really loves me.
A trusting man who holds true.
Faithful and brave, shows all of who he is.
He shares his fears not just his successes.
He shows his fragility,not just his strength.
He shows how he can love, at lets you in
when life is hard.
He never hides who he is and everything
he does, fills you with Trust.
Everything thing he shares with you,is filled
with handfuls of love.
Something he does especially for you.
Karmasage

I feel like a Love Test Dummy

I try to open my heart, and feel my way.
I know not what love is.
Broken and torin apart by loves broken people.
People who pledge their love is real.
But you know the deal they are broken and do not know how to feel.

They are afraid and do not know how open their hearts.
Like you they have a broken heart because their love has always been taken apart.
They asked for what they need from the one they loved instead they never heard a word they said.

How can you ask someone to just love you when you already know they do.
How can you question their trust for you when you, your trust barely fades through.

Love is where you will find me.
Alone, crashed and burnt.

I keep thinking of Love and that I will find you.
Someone who listens to what I need and will follow through.
Love is suppose to make you a better person, not empty and afraid.

So help me find my away, loved and crash free.

Karmasage

Beautiful Day

A day when someone truly sees your worth.
Who values your time as much as their own.
Who gets how you feel.
Who never uses you to fill up their emptiness.
All those promises one makes, are actually filled with truth.
That you do not merely use others to fill your needs.
That you know how to give someone your total attention,because you know their importance.
That your capable to feel someones pain and hurt,and you can lend the some of your love.
That your able to hear what someone needs and you have the love to give them that.
That is the beauty of a day when you see someone elses worth.
Finally when you know your own worth.

karmasage

Why don"t You Trust Me

You ask me why I do not just love you.
I simply do,just tired of being last on your list.
In the same breath you ask me why I cannot trust you.
Who expects you to understand,when I always accept can't or your tempting words.
How does a girl trust man who wants to spend his time alone without you.
Who when he has bit money to afford a trip it is not too see you.
Who only wants to spend time sharing his words with you on a computer.
He thinks he spoils you with an odd phone call.
Who plays games to invoke you.
Every time you ask him something he rarely comes through.
So you really think this how you show someone to trust you?
How does girl believe you want her, cause you forget to show her.
He never asks you into his world,and when he asks he knows you will decline cause he knows your not trusting.
God only knows who I share you with,cause everyone needs to share themselves with someone.
Did you forget Love is not just something you decide you do but actually is verb that takes over.
Can you honestly ask me now why I do not trust you?
You have set the tone for how you want me to trust you!
So that is what I have been doing, just loving you, even though you do not trust me.
Karmasage

Unravelling into the power of me

The reddish auburn glow, I was now about to face.
The place where my deep desires are rooted.
I need to began to unravel the passion inside me.
I am trying to embrace the uncertainty.
I am holding my hands open to all the change and new possibilities.
I want to be alive and let things unfold.
My fears need to be put on hold.
I want to open to all that has been waiting.
I do not want to wait till things are perfect.
I want to live in truth.
Submerged in my reckless abandon.
Merged into flawless bravery, ready to be renewed.

karmasage

Lost in the feeling

I feel like a salvage boat adrift in the water.
Neglected, unkempt, like somebody forgot to love me.
I feel like that diamond in the rough.
The diamond that no one found because the shine
was not quite brilliant enough.
I feel like the apple tree that everyone wanted to
cut down because it was rot with disease.
Even though the tree, bared fruit, when it healed again.
I feel like the abandoned house, that still adorns
precious pictures, clothing, and pots left on the burner.
The memories still breathe even though,
the people are only lonely ghosts.
I feel like scorched forest,paralyzed with no breath.
A spark and burning ember,still lives amongst the roots,ready to ignite.
I am the clear cut forest damaged with severed roots,
lifeless and broken.
Mere stumps left where the glorious lush freedom once lived.
The palate or greens,with musty freshness, now just a distant memory.
I feel like the hot sun which has lost its protective layer and causes damage
to everything it lovingly touches.
I feel like a Porcupine that everyone keeps its distance from, because the fear
of being pierced.
I feel like the person asleep alone on the street, misunderstood,abandoned,and invisible.
I feel like the mentally tortured; lost, disdained, feared,and fragile.
I feel like every woman that man does not value,who uses and mistreats.
I am the one never chosen with loving hand, cherished embrace, and thoughtful gesture.
I am the one that no one makes a sacrifice for,
whose grace is not observed.
I am the one who never gets the second look and always merely second best.
I am frayed, my beauty hidden, underneath I am adorned with a spiritual glowing light.
I am fragile,longing, and hoping to no longer be alone.
karmasage

BLISSED OUT
To some;today is the day cupid died.
The day when unlovable feelings,
can wash over you like a waterfall.
A day that can make you feel alone.
It is day measured by commercial love.
It is day that can be filled with pressure
to show your devotion and to be loved.

I have realized that everyday needs
to be an expression of love.
I chose a variety of people and shared
letters of love with my thoughts and words.

I loved myself with flowers and self-nurturing
A long luxurious shower smelly scrubs and brushes.
Conditioner for my locks.
Rose oil smoothed gently upon my face.
Lotions slathered head to toe.
Manicured my fingers and toes with clear shiny polish.
Followed by lemon tea and chocolate.
It was like I was preparing for a lover; to be loved.

However the truth,be known I had been loved
in the morning with call of love. Loved all day
with nurturing and self care.
Received flowers of
friendship with much surprise.
A pale pink rose anchored by deep white,
accompanied by pink rose anchored with hot pink.
With the sweetest smell and freshness of rose.
Ending the day with sweet words from someone
who loves me everyday...
I asked if he had chocolate today and he said ...you are my chocolate.
What can I say am lovingly blissed right out with smile on my face because I have been well loved.
karmasage