Old thoughts want to loosen when I sit with them, so I breathe slowly, and let the first hot wave pass through then rethink all over again, Old thoughts want to loosen when I tell the truth about cost, my time, the risk, and who gets hurt if I don’t talk or I don’t listen, Old thoughts want to loosen as I feed better actions: need for sleep, need for water, bread, clean work, and a steady friends, Old thoughts want to loosen when I write the urge down, to walk ten minutes, and return, and think kindly about everything else, Old thoughts want to loosen because I stop bargaining, but start listening inside, but just let quiet ways rule for a little while…
Different prayers turn into plea and control instead of a steady wish for self-control, patience, and clear sight today, Different prayers turn into hunt for ease instead of that courage to carry a needed load with care each day we live, Different prayers turn into “change them” and “change me,” instead I harm no one and stay silent and honest at heart, Different prayers turn into wish for luck instead of practicing a skill, with honest timing, and steady hands that work each morning, Different prayers turn into fear of work instead of believing that I can finish today without drama, with simple, consistent steps done well…
A strong spine asks for fortitude, without any shortcuts; a grit over gifts without weight or a work or a cost to me, A strong spine asks to carry what is mine, and to put down the rest, do it gently, with care each time you need, A strong spine asks to speak plain, choose clean ways to express, forgive slowly, and repair harm to make healing, A strong spine asks for swift clarity on reach, so hopes land in range that you could easily reach as you count steps towards dawn, A strong spine asks for help early, all offers help back without pride, but with thanks and open hands always needed…
An inner fortress holds when I guard the judgments, not just walls; but thoughts to choose rulers, not weather or rumor, An inner fortress holds if I keep the consent in my pocket, not at the gate of my will also not waiting for fear here and there, An inner fortress holds when I ask for calm hands, not with a softer storm or a promise that I cannot even buy, An inner fortress holds as I check the story twice before I pass it further to another tired mind then decide for a judgement, An inner fortress holds while I do the next task, then rest, but still choose to be you again when night finally comes…
Now I know that my inner fortress holds when I pray to be faithful, not just to finally spared from pain by lucky breaks one day at a time, Now I know that my inner fortress holds when I aim at justice and mercy, not just in small daily acts at home and work, Now I know that my inner fortress holds when I remember that the gate opens only from inside, but never from the outside for any loud fear that is waiting, Now I know that my inner fortress holds because I’m willing to choose again at dawn and again at dusk, but calmly in my small honest ways, Now I know that my inner fortress holds the answer lived in me- from my will, from my breath, from my step forward, taken now with care…
Watchwords: • Ask to change not just the desire • Train for courage, not just comfort • Guard your every consent at the gate • Choose facts over not fear
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”
