medicine

Published June 9, 2013 by 51percentawesome

All the illusions are gone. Drop the blame. Take responsibility. Be how you want to be.

Mouthing off, such aggressive behaviour. I’m sounding off, holding my temper. It comes in waves, my enemies swim close to me. My heart’s displaced, connected to such bravery. 

Coyote came and spoke to me, he said, Get used to your destiny. Every moment is a mystery to me, getting pretty good at listening. Every moment is a mystery to me, getting pretty good at honouring.

Don’t waste your hate, rather gather and create. Be of service, be a sensible person, use your words and don’t be nervous. You can do this, you’ve got purpose. Find your medicine and use it.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: