My Friend

My Friend

I don’t know what to say
I don’t have an answer,
It seems.

My pain is different
My experience isn’t yours,
It seems.

All I know is I’m sorry
All I can say is I’m here,
And I care.

Know you can be real
Know it’s safe here,
With me.

If I could take it from you
If I could carry it for you,
I would.

Perhaps that’s all we need
Perhaps some moments,
Just need sharing.

Breathe with me
Breathe in, I’m here.
You are not alone.

I’m Alive!

I feel the breath
Flowing in
And out.

I rest there
And from the quiet space
Of my heart
I feel you.

Somewhere
In your own rest
In your own breath.

And I love you.

It doesn’t seem to matter
Who you are
What you think or do

Here, each at rest
Taking a moment
Letting go
Into that quiet place
Are we so different?

Two witnesses of Life
Of a grand play
Of dancers in motion
Of hearts broken open.

Why am I here?
We might ask the night sky
As we walk through the darkness
Breathing this mystery.

How beautiful this is
Our hearts will whisper
Light and color
Exquisite joy, and pain.

I’m alive!
We are here!
We weren’t always.
We won’t be forever.

Beautiful it is.
To be here Now.
I feel it for you
And share it with love.

Burn It Clean

To heal my pain
I’ve had to burn it clean

To burn it clean
I’ve had to see it’s truth

To see it’s truth
I’ve had to lose all judgement.

To lose all judgement
I’ve let go of beliefs.

To let go of beliefs
I’ve surrendered control.

To surrender control
I had to be broken.

You don’t.

Stop on the inside.
Honor what is there.

If you want to be free
It starts with being real.

If it’s vengeance your pain wants,
Stop calling it equality. Or justice.

Own it. Accept it.
Love does.

If you don’t feel safe
Stop saying you do.

Admit it. Accept it.
Love does.

What do you really feel,
In your tender heart?

Love pushes nothing away.
Love will hold it close.
Love will let it burn clean.

We, The Phoenix

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How do I feel?


When first asked that question, my initial thought was that I don’t know.  When I looked deeper, I realized that what I feel on the surface, overwhelmingly, is the collective feelings of fear, anxiety, sadness and anger in humanity today. 

When I peel all of that away, I see that what I feel is hope. Hope that the seeming chaos and destruction will result in an equally epic transformation.

Anais Nin wrote “In chaos, there is fertility.”  Giving birth is messy, painful and unpredictable.  Yet it also contains great beauty, promise and hope. The birth of a new beginning holds the promise of a second chance. A brighter tomorrow. An evolved generation.

If things were working well, there would be no need for change.  There would be no inspiration for the rebirth of our society.  It is in the midst of this chaos – of this collective pain – that a Phoenix may rise from its own ashes. 

It is in anticipation of this Phoenix that  I. Feel. Hope.

~Melissa White