The Coloring Lines Of You
When you invest in more JOY...
you receive rewards
Not points or miles
to go somewhere...
someday.
Nope, I'm talking rewards like abundance in all areas of your life...
From wealth to health to relationships to the impact you make
and the mark you leave in this world.
Because the secret sauce of life lies in these three utterly simple words
Abundance Follows JOY
Mmm, delish, divine, and so insanely simply
you may be wanting to devour me with questions like
"But how?" or "What are the steps?" or a simple "Uh?"
And it's okay, Fabulous.
I was once there
looking to color between the lines
and now realize
when I allowed the lines to fall away
all shifted...
Allow that to sink in for a beat…
Those lines are the stories you’ve been told,
The lies you believe,
Because why wouldn’t you.
Those lines
are the you
you created to
people please
fit in
feel like you were enough
be heard
be seen
be understood.
Those lines you...
all live within
Until they don’t...
are a self-imposed trap.
The ways we
hide
tone it down
be what everyone else wants us to be.
It’s how we
Fit in
Find acceptance
Shrink
Become less than
More often than not.
Those lines leave us feeling
Chafed,
Raw,
Out of sorts
Until one day we bust free
With explosive force
And no path of understanding
All the muddled chaos
within.
Or retreat
Misunderstood
Yet again...
Going deeper and deeper
within
Yet another set of
Stories
Lines.
Beliefs
Lines.
Lies
Lines.
Some hide their light
Between those self-drawn lines.
Hunkering down
Down
Down.
Others flit to and fro,
Believing
once again
that a different type of line
Will be the answer
They seek.
From a protective circle
Creating the smallest of spaces
To hibernate
And wait.
To the child-like dance of a crayon
across a page
Already mapped out
A path
To follow
To play within
To work from
Yet ignored once again
To become
A maze of lines upon lies
a trap
Next to Impossible
to unwind.
Those lines are the rules and regulations,
The hierarchy of life
Of family
Of religion (perhaps)
Of being a part of
Something
Anything.
Pretty please,
Accept me.
A need
A desire
A right,
Damn it
To belong.
Even when it no longer serves you.
The you
dying
to break free.
The you
struggling
to breathe.
The you
Crying silently
Is there not more?
To me?
To life?
Than this?
I hear you.
I feel you.
I know you.
I see you.
I was once you.
And I can simply share this.
Three letters.
One word.
It may leave you cursing me.
It may leave you wanting to hug me tight.
It may be your time to hear
Or that may come in a fortnight.
J.O.Y.
You heard me right.
JOY is the answer
You seek.
Not another step by step
Color between my lines
Not another rule, story, lie
Of how to be you…
You already know how to be you…
So flip that pencil
Put that eraser to work
And start with one line,
The one story,
Belief,
Lie
You’ve been told
You’ve told yourself
And get your groove on.
Not with anger.
Not with fear.
Feel those
Don’t ignore
Negate
Disrespect
The feels.
Feel them flow in...
And allow them to float away.
Gently,
With ease.
Blown off the page of you
Like eraser dust
And edges of a line
now dulled
To be no more.
A line that
Served you
Protected you
Honored you
And yes, trapped you
Too.
Right where you needed to be
Until you were ready to see
the light.
Your light.
Erase with JOY
With ease
With delight
And all will unfold
Just as intended.
No right
No wrong
Just pure JOY.
Feel it..
A tingle
A chill
Erase some more
And allow it to build.
This is the way
Forward…
No more lines.
Just an ability to receive
More JOY
As you listen to the knowing within
That will tell you exactly what
Line
Lie
Story
Belief
Thought
Way of being
your meant to let go of
Next.
No need to ask.
No need to ponder.
No need to wonder.
Just be
Present
In JOY
In knowing
The need for more lines
Is now behind
And a blank slate of you
Now awaits.
Hmm, what will you
JOYfully
Create?
💜
Leave a comment and let me know.
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