Archive for Poetry

Flow State of Intention…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 13, 2018 by JenJuice

Do you ask yourself 20 years into liking anything why do you still enjoy it and what is the purpose? I’ve been in flow since I can remember..life.. it’s not been an easy path to be in flow.. in this world..to me – the only way. While they say we all need to live in flow..most will resist said flow. I’ve been called weird, crazy, wtf, that girl, smart, pretty, whathaveyou in some repository to give me an identity, but no one gives me an identity. I am the only me. It’s the state I reside – The Flow State of Intention. If you ain’t been called weird or crazy for your authenticity – work harder.

Dark Matter and Mind-filled Meanderings….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 10, 2018 by JenJuice

The galaxy is mostly dark matter – mind-filled darkness. The beauty of the space in-between and out of bounds is the ambiance of the quotient of life matter(s).

As is a viable source to get to know….I’ve found if I found any lesson with working in a funeral home my high school years – the number of deaths I’ve seen…I can report back to you that energy does not die, so what are so many humans afraid of – is the question.dark matter

Flow-etry.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on October 8, 2018 by JenJuice

I don’t know where it comes from when I don’t think…
It takes me 5 seconds to write a poem and I thought…I don’t.
They are just words – Inflow.

The architecture of my mind.

Affluentree.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on October 8, 2018 by JenJuice

The undercurrent or their lack of.
The remittance of the accusation of the true-end.
Rifling through dignity of semi-sustainability and the affluentree dignity –
I don’t know where it came from.
It just flows.
Like the rattle of the clock –
And the ambient still.
She said, “go home, I’m good,”
But, really… who is she?

Frequency level…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on October 7, 2018 by JenJuice

I speak to the subconscious.21728357_10211285407265845_3806728693056502364_n

Lost in Translation…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , on October 5, 2018 by JenJuice

When he passed…I succumb to the bar scene….I didn’t even know where I was or where I was going…I just knew the only darkness I knew was where I went.Lost-In-Translation

Surrender to flow…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 2, 2018 by JenJuice

It’s OK to not have the words to say, it’s OK to not understand fully of what one is going through especially with grief as grief is a profound experience. Yet, the power of communication gives us insight into what others are experiencing. I find the more I stick with love when addressing people that are mourning is the best sentiment I can give. Love has one meaning and in that meaning, there is space for us to be where we are. And, simply, it’s what we need to hear. Especially when losing someone you love in the physical realm. Where does that love go? Has it disappeared? Or is it a feeling and now what to do with the love on a physical level?

Love is an energy – the purest and truest energy and that does not die. That does not disappear. Energy transforms forms – it never dies.

Grief is simply an attachment to a memory. Simply…

The relative space of love is a good place to begin letting go and going with the flow. Non-resistance is where it’s at. It’s where we find freedom. 

Pain is pain.

Emotions often arrive in the form of physical pain in the body. It’s kind of the shit no one really tells us – how painful grief is. I now am on a solid diet of pole dancing, yoga, aloe, and meditation to keep my physical pain settled and flowing. I found while I’m hurting emotionally that the thickness of the grief is like mud sifting through my veins. And, it hurt.

Here is the thing… we can actually rise through and out of that pain. The pain in your body is just an elevated wake-up to your being to listen to the emotional pain that needs to be addressed.

We tend to act faster when we are in physical pain, not so much to emotional pangs. But, you can’t have one without the other. Pain is pain any way you look at it. Listen gently to these identifiers when they knock, when they whisper, when they call, when they scream, listen to what they have to say. Time and time again it’s the roundabout bottom line – to listen….non-resistance is key.

It’s as if we are the moon – we are the sea of fish…..We are the ocean.

I found the meaning of flow the day I scuba-dove in Thailand.

While underwater and just flowing…going with the current. If I held my breath, my body would retract. If I moved out of the flow, the school of fish eradication would occur. If I swam against the current I would not have the strength to go very far. So, I found..the meaning of surrender….in flow. It was that simple when I stopped fighting.14590123_10208338673159334_5698636977334885447_o