Recipe No. 1 – How To Be A Tyrant.

Step One: Bully others, subtly or overtly.

Step Two: Hear gossip about your actions, behavior, reactions, words, tone, or otherwise “you” related items. Be invested enough in your ego to give a fuck.

Step Three: Fire anyone who doesn’t agree with your “leadership” style. Show them how much you give a fuck about their opinions of you. Show them your weakness – errr, I mean your power.

👏👏 CON-GRATULATIONS!!** YOU ARE NOW A TYRANT.

**Side effects may include: dizziness from abuse of power, a high level of displaced emotion, a see-through illusion of strength, an abnormal level of insecurity, a life based on fear with little or no access to your heart, a low level of ability to think before you act/speak, and overwhelming loneliness.

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I started reading a new book AFTER getting this post ready. First chapter, no joke: Mind As Tyrant. Synchronicity in my life never gets old.

“Whenever you find yourself living a in a time that is riddled with chaotic and/or deceptive energy, you may notice that you feel rather small. …What is really needed is a way to think outside the box.” – The Matter of Mind: An Explorer’s Guide to the Labyrinth of the Mind, by Master Djwhal Khul through Kathlyn Kingdon

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Phases of the Moon: Day Nineteen.

How Many Times

How many times
Can one be told they aren’t good enough
Before they believe it.

How many times
Can one hold their head in their hands
Before the tears dry.

How many times
Can one trust in hope
Before they don’t trust at all.

How many times
Can one justify their actions
Before self-harm becomes a habit.

How many times
Can one have nothing to show
Before they stop trying to feel seen.

How many times
Can one give all of their heart
Before the pump stops the scarlet fuel.

How many times, I ask
How many times before we get sick
From asking how many times.

How many times
Before we realize our fire burns in scarlet
And our heart is there to give to all.

How many times
Before we are seen for the light that we are
And we show nothing but power.

How many times
Before we habitually heal one another
Our actions justified by our hearts’ intentions.

How many times
Before we actually trust the Self
And we hope we are who we truly are and want to be.

How many times
Can one hold their head in their hands
And be so utterly grateful with joy.

How many times
I ask
Before we believe it.

Image courtesy of “kongsky” at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I am technically late on this Phases of the Moon post, but I don’t think I am actually “late.” How many times must I share this poem I wrote in 2015? I had a day. A good day. Alive. With others in their pain..and my own subsequently. It made me cry thinking about how easy it would be to just stand together as One – in spite of our differences. To care. To work together to make things easier for each other. To believe in ourselves more….

I read something a while back about how many people tend to fall back on or rely upon the idea that “we are only human.” As if to say we are less than…something else. What if we switched the mentality: “we are EXTRAORDINARILY human.” We create so much.

That’s it. The moon is waning and I probably sound like I am whining. Heartfelt post regardless. Let’s lift each other up, people. We all matter so much.

July 11th, 2017.