We never meant to worship it
But somehow
The feed became a kind of altar
Anointed by engagement
Ordained by likes
Validated by followers…..
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I ran for years
Through my twenties,
Thirties
Half of my forties
Chasing more
The next breakthrough
The next upgrade
The next better version of me……
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I will not be tethered to gossip, small-talk or facades,
Let me speak instead of my messiness -
My humanness
The realness I carry like weathered skin
Let me be vulnerable
And silly
Let me be raw, true, and imperfect
So I may find deeper connection…..
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I scroll,
And it all blurs -
The same fonts,
The same phrases,
The same topics,
The same greetings:
“Hi Lovely”
“Step into your power”
“Manifest your dream life”
Yet it all feels so empty
Words once alive
Have been wrung dry……
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Once there was a cage -
Made of shoulds,
Of too much,
Of too loud.
Then one day -
CRACK.
Light everywhere.
Fucking electric…….
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May I know, at the end of my days,
That each of my choices have mattered -
That I have done work that has mattered -
That the experiences of my life
Have been mixed together into one big earthen bowl
Rich with kindness
And served with a generous heart…….
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Where do you place your precious attention?
Is it scattered like leaves in the wind -
Distracted, tugged in a thousand different directions?
Is it surface-level,
Skimming the edges of what truly matters?
Or is it deep, sustained, reverent -
A gaze that honours the moment,
That sees beyond the noise
And into the heart of things?…….
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Frantic
Exhausted
Overwhelmed
Running on empty
This culture of rushing and hustle
Demanding everything
Offering nothing in return….
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Breathe deeply
Let yourself arrive here
An invitation
For your body to soften
Your nervous system to exhale
The restless river of thought to quieten beneath the noise of life
Beneath the stretch
A soft undoing…..
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Fragrance arrives in the ordinary
It has its own language
Finding its way through the senses
A signature of each moment
The kitchen after baking
Sweet and warm and lovely…..
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I gather my life
In simple acts
Pouring tea
Lighting some incense
Chopping herbs for cooking
Watching the dappled sunlight
Spread across the wooden floors
Like a blessing of warmth……..
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I no longer measure myself by numbers, reflections or timelines
I have outgrown the mirror’s opinion
I am not reaching backwards
Or chasing the shimmer of youth
Or polishing myself to be more palatable
I do not resist time
I rise with it
And let it carve me into someone……
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