In a land far away, in a parallel universe today
There was a petite goddess of love
Who wanted nothing more than to love and be loved
Exactly as-is, in the here and now
Accepted, heard, understood, gotten and free.
Once - what felt like lifetimes and miles away
She thought she had found a place of comfort in her skin
To march to a different 160 bpm drum (with kabuki and glowsticks)
Expressed and powerful, ready to conquer the world
Yet growth and development called, cajoled, pulled
To journey out of the known into change
When every old habit and joy suddenly became "wrong"
That's when the pod woman came.
They looked mostly the same but layer by layer
Like an onion peeled back to the core
Blue tried with all her might to become the Other
Threw away everything familiar on her shelves
Replaced them with promises of healthy, better and new
Imitated every mannerism that she could find
But the skin didn't quite fit - scratchy, dry, irritating
Every morning in the mirror became a depressing ritual
Realizing that the efforts still had not the desired results
"How long would the metamorphosis take?"
It was like the caterpillar, expectantly knowing
Vibrantly yearning to be a blue butterfly
Had emerged out of the cocoon a brown moth
"No, no, no... there must have been some mistake;
When will I get to be... Her?"
Maybe she had been misguided, wanting the sign to say:
You are who you will be, not who you are
Instead of the present truth of the moment:
You are who you are, not who you used to be
She couldn't remember anymore what it was like
Being content and at peace and in love with herself.
That was so long ago - a fairy tale?
Ah, yes. Body Snatchers 101.
It's a good reminder to stay in integrity
Because without integrity, nothing works.
Drama-free living only exists when we're authentically divulging
How humanly inauthentic we have been.
The ironic sad story is that the caterpillar
Truly came out a blue butterfly to all who saw her
Only she could never own it in her heart
An imposter, a fraud, in the looking glass
Knowing that she could never be Her in true love.
Power, freedom and self-expression.
Amen. And so it is.
Notice God in the little things
Like a non-lemon sucking smile
Or a $1.50 Gatorade
And the big things will naturally follow
When you're ready to experience them.
I found a prophet on a barstool at PJ Clarke's
The weekend I sang in NYC when the Pope died
Who reminded me again today to have faith.
Have patience, my child.
Give your life to Him and all will be revealed.
I see the divine in ME reflected in YOU.
I see the divine in YOU reflected in ME.
I see God in your face, my face, they are the same.
One.
Right, that's what peace feels like.
Thanks for the reminder.
I sure needed that.
Namaste :)