In all this language is there love,
 to  listen, to take action, to share.
Your truth is different to mine, 
 show up for yourself take care.  
Your truth is my truth.
 I am you. 
   You are me.
We are the same.
In different realties. 
As water flows,
     as will I.
Staying constant and moving,
              as will I.
Learning new ways, 
      as will I.
Do not fear, 
 progress is here.
Moving forward,
 find balance. 
Keep centred, 
 accept and respect.
Consciously cultivating,
 compassion and empathise. 
       Dance.
  Embrace. 
See the beauty,
      in being alive. 


© Krishdga   31.1.17

As I wrote the truth of the moment, it allowed me to let go.
To leave the writing space where it is and go with the flow.
In the moments where you may feel pressure, giving into the others control.
Get up, walk around and go ahead take a stroll.
Notice and observe the space, in another moment it will all go.

Responding to the other cannot be faulted, if it is true to your heart. 
If there is doubt in your mind, you have not listened. 
So start.
What is it that pulls us apart?
In the end there is nothing,
share a piece of your heart. 

In this moment I am in my senses. 
Again it comes down to this moment, no need for defences. 
Breathing and consciously creating, 
a welcoming presence for others to feel.
To me I know this is real,
feel comfortable and not afraid to be.
That place starts from I not judging me. 
The least I can do, 
for you.


© Krishdga    29.4.17

As I try to embrace the change. I learn not to try.
With each instance where I resist the flow.
I am in flow. To watch the thoughts.
The thoughts which I am not. 
The watcher of the thoughts,
is content and blissful.
The observer needs nothing.
The observer is just.
The observer is love and full of surrender.
With the observer came the essence of life.
There was access through the divine breath.
Which keeps us alive.
Through signs I use to ground myself.
I became more and more alive. 


© Krishdga   4.4.17