Dear Universe

Dear Universe,

I know that as the sun sets each day; a new day is in the making. A new day that we have the power to change our lives and float up above menial moments of anti- spiritual clutter ; a new day to embrace everyday beauty and reach something higher then the places we take ourselves.

I struggle with the strength to contain my negativity inside and if I can, I must convert its energy into something greater than weak frustration. With this power I could manifest my dreams.

I watch my loved ones struggle with their pasts, their insecurities and their self-destructive behavior. I let in the worst kinds of takers---the kind that hide behind smiles and decent conversations only to take my energy and run. You say “never let someone take your energy” but my aura is like a garage sale and I’ve got love and energy flying off the lot at low, low prices you cannot beat! Yes, if you can find lower prices for precious, priceless power and love; ill just give you everything I own!!

Dear universe.

Oh please grant me the patience to trust those closest to me and continue to give them my love for the ones that have stuck around with me will be true in the end.

I am a giant solar panel,

I am a dance studio, I am an art studio,.

I take dance classes and express myself physically

I will take my friends tears and turn them into blue and purple flowers or tiny rainbows that are magnetic and gem-like.

What if we really, seriously were stars in the sky?  I would be large and majestic, shooting moon rays and exuding cosmic love for all the sweet, moon children.  We could just run around naked and vibrate like sound waves dripping off the wax of the DJ.

I swear I wont take you for granted anymore Universe.  I’ll thank you for your gifts and do with them what I am meant to.  Flow with your rhythm instead of force you to move to mine…because lets face it we do not always know what is best for ourselves. 

Dear universe,

I am that which I am; weird, dark, honest and unmerciful. I am proud and I must learn to love who I am some day in some moment. And in that moment, I will look up beyond the atmosphere of this realm and see myself existing in another place and time devoid of sadness and living with a steady stream of joy and selfless thoughts.

Spiritual radiation,  manifestation, innovation, creation determination, dedication, realization. All  of these things will lead me towards something that is meaningful. I will search, I will search, I will search,

I will grow exponentially I want to be one million times myself. I no longer want to be a scaled-down, miniature version of myself. I will take the realms of my being and go in all directions with them. Expansion. Run in all directions quickly. Build upon the layers of myself circularly----LITERALLY GROW OUTWARD.

I want to stand in front of those mirrors in a dance studio and find strength in the fact that it comes naturally to me and I will progress. The actions will come to me—they will come through me.  I am love, I am hope, I am manifestation I am dancing-I am dancing.

I am music; a melodic wave of beauty that travels down your ear canal.

I will sing songs that express my love and my sadness

My guitar will be an extension of my soul that sends thoughts into the physical realm.  My love seeps through fingers and becomes tangible as it reaches the ears of those listening.  Filled with inspiration and determination, I will love my music and my music will love me like the moon loves the water and the water loves the sky.  Vibrations of thoughts both joyous and disdainful will express themselves through me for others to feel and know. And when my light hits the seed inside someone they will feel it as the music inside them is ignited with warmth and joy. Sing? Yes, I am singing.

Dear universe,

I’m meditation. With eyes closed; I will foresee my life as I wish it to be. I project dreams onto the screens that are my eyelids. Nodding in understanding, I see. I am a mirror.  Look inside me and see yourself as you wish it; as the universe wishes it. I will consume the sorrows of my brothers and sisters and spit them back as sea foam that crashes on the shores of a beach where the ocean will absorb the pain and transform in into molecules to send back to the moon.

Dear universe,

Use me. Take my love and let it be useful to others—otherwise why would I have so much?  Absorb it. Universe, I love and respect you and I intend to exude that forever.

Dear Universe,

Does growing up mean growing apart? Please ease our pain. As mere mortals; we transfer words and phrases from one to another so frequently, so frivolously. Meanings lost, precious time was tossed into the forgotten, I love you is a catch phrase in a board game—and it won’t even get us the most points. Universe, help us to endure, to surpass the meaningless. We can savor eachothers ideas and thoughts. Help us to care for one anothers ideas; we can turn a small idea into a vast dream that is possible.  The cells of our ideas can thread together to manifest into solutions. True solutions.