Talk to Fa

These songs hit me in different parts of my travels. Go ahead and listen if you want to tag along with me.

I’m feeling at ease, even more relaxed, because what’s meant for me won’t pass me by. I used to say that blindly, but now I know it. Woke up too late and missed a thing? I was supposed to miss it. Took the wrong turn and ended up somewhere else? That was the destination for now. Felt too tired at someplace fun? I was asked to rest. Communication unusually slow and quiet? It’s making space for something new. A friend didn’t follow through on their word? It’s not the time. What’s meant for me comes to me effortlessly. Without me trying. Without me saying a word. If I have to force it, I don’t want it. It’s all good.

most of us we are so numb we are so inflamed we don’t even know

why we keep coughing when we can’t stop inhaling toxins

why we have chronic migraines when we continue to drink diet coke thinking it’s healthy

why our joints hurt when we eat a load of sugar

why we can’t lose weight when we aren’t eating the right food for our unique designs

why we can’t sleep when our sheets reek of a chemical fragrance

why our hair falls when we aren’t eating enough protein

why we have an odor when we don’t practice hygiene

why our skin reacts to the sun when the sun is only bringing our problems to the surface

why we blast music on the beach when the sound of the waves is present

we are overstimulated over-entertained over-dependent on everything but ourselves

Thank you for singing for me. Thank you for taking me to the rocks so I remember where I am from. Thank you for making me jewelry. Thank you for seeing the light in me and for seeing beyond what I saw in myself. Thank you for telling me that. Thank you for trusting me despite how little we know about each other in earthly ways. Thank you for sharing your wisdom with me. Now go home to the rocks where you will bask in peace, love, and music. I hope you get to relax. I hope they see you for who you are. I hope you sing again.

What you do < how you do it < Who you are while doing it

I thought they wanted advice, so I offered them solutions

I thought they needed space, so I left them alone

I thought they got it, so I chose not to help

How foolish was I?

What they needed were hugs

I should have hugged them in silence

Sometimes my intuition is strong and on point.

Sometimes what feels like my intuition is anxiety and fear based on past experiences.

You fan my fire. You have access to my love and passion. You flaunt me in front of your peers. You benefit and feed off my energy. You love the idea of me. But when it counts, you bail out. You run away. You don’t have the capacity to match my depth. I find myself frustrated and unfulfilled. A relationship with you is transactional. I look back. It has always been that way.

I am a mother to our inner children

I will always love us

I hope you will love us too.