Like A Butterfly
Lorikeets are eating my bread and honey
Suddenly in one split moment I see
The chain of interconnections
I provided it
The bread and honey came from the supermakert
The supermarket bought the bread from bakers
The bakers bought the ingredients for the bread
The ingredients came from farms
The farmers sowed the seeds for what became the bread
The bread which now feeds the birds
The supermarket bought the honey from beekeepers
The bees made the honey
The beekeepers made it possible
For me to buy honey
The honey which now feeds the birds
This split moment defines the new road I travel
Everything is connected
Synchronity abounds
11:11 on the clock
555, 333, 444
Numbers aligning
Winks from the Universe
Saying I am not alone
Saying I am on my way
Blissful connection to spirit
Contentment in my newfound awareness
Excitingly wanting to share it all
People feel the energy
Deeper into this I travel
And my life begins to unravel
It becomes a lonely road
With bumps and twists and turns
For what no longer serves me
Now has to make way for the new
Karmic relationships shatter
I feel so alone
Crystals bring me comfort
I seek out energy healers
Get my chakras realigned
Go to meditations
Go to psychic fairs
Seeking validation
Seeking truth
Seeking further direction
In the dark night of the soul
My guides have gone and left me
A hollow emptiness in my heart
Drains me of all my passion
I don't know which way to turn
There is no light to follow
Illusions of my life
Come tumbling down around me
During long solitary darkness
I turn to deep within
At first I'm met with silence
Then I feel a whisper
Slowly the darkness fades away
Soft shades of pink and grey
A new voice is given
A new guide and companion
Shades of blue and green
My heart is feeling again
Clarity returns to my mind
Energy returns to my life
But passion still wanes
What do I want to do?
Who am I now?
Where to from here?
Shades of indigo and violet
I am that I am
I exist
Allowing is the key
Allowing grace
Allowing my divinity
Allowing the and
Allowing abundance
Forgiveness of myself
Compassion for me in the past
Living in the now
Wisdom is forming
Transmuting and distilling
Metatmorphis
Like the butterfly I emerge