The Door on the Right

The glass is dark, I thought they couldn’t see

I’m stuck here, an amnesiac and me

Though I know the door is off to my right

I stay by the window where I see light

Then I see Rosebud so I pound and yell

“Please, oh please help me, I’m stuck in this hell!!”

She stops at the window, looks inside

“Apple is that you?  If it is, knock twice!”

Relief floods through me, she knows that I’m here

I’ll soon be rescued with nothing to fear

I tell her, “Although everything’s the same

This person here can’t remember my name!”

She smiles and nods to the door on the right

“Go through it, I’ll meet you here in the light”

I’m afraid but I do it nonetheless

Trusting this is the way to happiness

There are many willing to help me here

I let go, move freely, facing my fear

I’m shown if I falter, help is right there

They’ve got my back and I can see they care

The amnesiac whom I can now see

Was only the mortal version of me

The room, the window, the door on the right

Just a false prison preventing the light

                                Myjo

What If?

What if you could fly and you didn’t know?

What if all you had to do was let go?

Gliding with no effort over the trees

With no boundaries you’d be totally free

What if you could fly in absolute stealth?

You couldn’t be seen by anyone else

You could dip in and check on those you love

And stay a bit then ascend back above

What if you were able to travel time?

See what’s ahead and back along your line

Would you feel the urge to make any change?

Or could you accept what was your pathway?

Maybe flying is a stage of the mind

Letting go of logic, floating through time

What if our imagination and dreams

Are what’s real while life is just a smoke screen?

                                                Myjo

Photograph

Viewing the photo doesn’t bring me pain

Just a place I’ll never visit again

I held on tight to everything I see

It slowly and steadily poisoned me

I was allowed to take one last snapshot

Then I packed it all up and threw it out

I’m grateful for the memories of all this

Because now I appreciate my bliss

Soon after this picture had been taken

My happy new life was in the making

I got blank pages and a new pen

And began writing my story again

Now letting the visions come as they please

Penning the story intended for me

This photo is all I have left of that

As I look ahead and never turn back

                                  Myjo

Love's Hurt

I read the letter she wrote carefully

The one begging him to stay and not leave

His dismissal was the source of her pain

The hurt she felt was driving her insane

Although she knew he would never look back

She hungered now for exactly just that

He knew her heart, which made her vulnerable

Though it was over, she remained hopeful

My task as her guide, help her move on

Stop saying good-bye, he’s already gone

To show her peace in this situation

I had to elevate my vibration

To receive what’s in store she must let go

So I slipped in her dreams to start the flow

She knew who I was and why I had come

I held her close till her crying was done

I showed her a preview of what’s in store

And how she didn’t need him anymore

When she could see that she would be okay

I wrapped her in love then let the dream fade

                                     Myjo

Delusion

Reaching through the ethers, I take your hand

Searching for how to help you understand

I cringe when I see your limited view

From my perch I see the amazing you

Your running partner is false perception

Pushing you faster toward deception

Fueled with the idea of never enough

Struggling with this attachment makes it rough

Soon you’ll no longer be able to run

You’ll wish you’d slowed down and had way more fun

Your looks and money are an illusion

This carrot you seek is your delusion

As you step on the scale measuring your worth

I’m ready for the dam of tears to burst

With your hand in mine that your eyes can’t see

I console this younger version of me

                                        .....Myjo

Curvy Yoga: Take Two!

You know, when you feel that nagging and it won't go away?  That thing playing back in there in your mind that says, "this is what you need to do!"?  

Honestly, I got the training, tried teaching in California under the name "Curvy" and got nowhere.  Why?   Maybe my attitude.  I don't know.  So here I am again, in Arizona, putting myself out there.  

Today was the first day of class and a whopping ZERO showed up to take the class.  I looked over at the studio owner and suggested that maybe we change the class name.  She was adamant.  "NO!!  There is a need for this class and we just need to figure out how to reach out to those people!"  She's right.  Why should/would I give up so quickly?  

I'm ready.  I posted the class on the studio's site and registered on Curvy Yoga's site with my new location.  A very wise teacher once told me that I need to meditate and visualize what I want.  I followed his advice and my classes were amazing in California.  Why wouldn't the same advice work in Arizona?  Silly.  Of course! 

So, I'll leave you with this little snippet as I ask you to excuse me while I go into my meditation room.  

Jai! 

Meaningless

“Waiting here, as my life is meaningless,

For the pain to fade into nothingness

I’m saying good bye to those that I’ve loved

And those that loved me but never spoke up

“To those that found me as someone to use

You confirmed my self-worth through your abuse

Yes, I loved you but you never loved me,

It’s fine, neither do I, so we agree

“How could anyone see someone like me

And find them lovable beneath this grief?

They’re seeking perfection from the get-go

So my lovable side they’ll never know

“Since waiting’s the worst, I’ll skip to the end

My useless life concludes when I press ‘send’”

Sadness consumed me when I saw this note

A desperate plea someone close to me wrote

Since traveling time is a cool thing I do

I needed to help this someone I knew

Found that moment with her hand on the key

Sent a call to her phone coming from me

You picked up the phone and I never knew

A random call from me was what saved you

You’ve since been my best friend, my ride or die

I’m grateful for your call that saved my life

                                 Myjo

Less's Cave

Sitting with Less as I’m learning content

Quantity’s reduced when Quality’s sent

This sidekick of mine loved to explore

Places I’ve seen but never stopped before

This space of Less often made me feel scared

Others would enter but I never dared

She pulled me in before I could resist

This cave, I was sure, brought unhappiness

We looked at each other truly amazed

At all the rich beauty in Less’s cave

Without Quantity’s distractions, we saw

Quality displayed her beauty and awe

Less invited us to look all around

We marveled at this hidden jewel we found

We didn’t want to leave and asked to stay

Less nodded sending Attachment away

Beach Buzz

Sitting on the beach happy to be here

Just finished my run, my head is real clear

My family in the condo still asleep

So I relish this time that’s just for me

A young woman built a lot like I am

Jogs up and sits beside me in the sand

Says, “I’ve been running to catch up to you
You’re fast and don’t take much time to refuel

“I have some messages you need to hear!”

I wanted to laugh but lent her my ear

“Hard things are going to be coming your way

Practice your yoga to keep yourself sane

“Your kids, your home, everything you hold dear

Will be attacked as you face your worst fears

Just when you’re done, at the end of your rope

You’ll get an unexpected ray of hope.”

I turned to speak, she had vanished too soon

I left the sand and walked back to my room

Ten years have passed since that day on the beach

I now realize that woman was me

                                    .....Myjo

Heaven Bound

My journey’s arrived at the final gate

The gatekeeper declares, “You need to wait!”

I look around to see who else is near

I’m pretty sure I deserve to be here

I took a peek through the gate and beyond

Then turned and said, “No, this is where I belong!”

The light was welcoming like before noon

“Massages” on a big sign in a gold room

I saw through a window, horses grazing

A sign by the door, “For the Horse Crazy”

Another sign said, “Yoga teacher needed”

Where yogis were practicing deep breathing

A desk was waiting with the perfect light

For someone like me who would love to write

Two leashes by the door for the dogs

It’s their heaven, too, and they love their walks

The food on the tables just blew my mind

Wine and chocolate and cheese of every kind

Everything here is what heaven would seem

I was sure heaven was ready for me

The gatekeeper gently pried me away

“This is your someday but it’s not today

You hit your head when you fell off you chair

Your body’s still alive so go back there!”

                                       Myjo

Whiskey

Gliding around this beautiful sphere

Imagination navigates as my thoughts steer

Embracing the peace I feel all around

I’m suddenly prompted, “You MUST go down!”

I halt my thoughts and do an about face

Receive my assignment then zip through space

Arriving here at a tavern bar

Spirit telling me, “this is where it starts”

Spirit’s showing me a man that’s gone home

A grieving woman sitting here alone

Drinking whiskey to kill the pain inside

Dark souls waiting, hoping to hitch a ride

She stood up fast then passed out on the ground

The dark souls were gathering all around

The fractured light was her soul’s submission

I pushed them aside and then I rushed in

I wrapped her in light, her soul surrendered

I knew my purpose was to defend her

The dark souls retreated, then they soon left

I stayed with her soul while her body slept.


                                      .....Myjo

Kriya

The archers came from nowhere dressed in white

Two knelt quickly and aimed their bows just right

With skills and confidence they’ve acquired

The arrows flew with their cargo of fire

One turned to the other, I heard him speak

“That was just perfect, we sunk them real deep!”

The flames grew quickly, the fire red hot

Witnessing the damage had me distraught

I flew upstairs to assist the escape

Panic and mayhem were on full display

She was rushing to rescue her scared child

As the flames of the fire grew more wild

The time had passed for material cares

All that mattered was getting out of there

I stayed with her till I knew she was safe

Then quietly faded out of her way

The angels were sent to make me let go

Of what held me back, made my progress slow

The things I thought defined me are now gone

Living life simple is where I belong

                                  ..... Myjo

Downstream

“Gently down the stream”, is what the wise ones say,

To go through this life the optimal way.

“Go with the flow, be an easy rider,

Take a deep breath and resist the fighter.”

Flying down the rapids, I feel so free.
Enjoying what life has offered to me.

From out of nowhere comes your pleading call,

“Please, oh please be with me so I don’t fall.”

I come to the shore, the Rescue Ranger.

Not caring my freedom is now in danger.

You ask for my craft so you can have fun

Not thinking your thrill would hurt anyone.

My dreams of yesterday showed me today

That you would manipulate me this way.

I heed the warning, decline your request.

The nightmare averted, I know it’s best.

You’re mad and angry, screaming threats at me.

It’s all good.  We’re gonna be fine.  You’ll see.

My dreams, they show me ahead and then back.

I could come here and prevent your attack.

Who would have thought that the simple word, “no”

Would have kept us moving right with the flow?

Glad for the warning that came in the dream.

Our lives are bliss as we now head downstream.

                                           ..... Myjo

Letting Go

I’m staring at my phone in disbelief

My calls and texts you refuse to receive

The first stage in full bloom, “This is untrue!!”

Quickly I text, “I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!”

Denial fading, anger rushes in

Threats and insults I don’t plan to rescind

You’re not exclusive, I get my rage too

Feeling guilt for not giving more to you

The emotions linger like a bad storm

You’ve left this space, and I need to conform

Leaning into the possibility

Our journey together is now complete

Then peace quietly drifts in like a dove

As my soul greets yours, exchanging our love

We needed each other, we had to grow

I bow to the lesson of letting go.

                                         Myjo

Fragile

Starting off on a path with someone new

Being careful to not reveal my truth

The response they give indicates to me

I need to navigate more carefully.

Guarded and cautious, I think what to say

A friendship that’s new is fragile this way

Smoke and mirrors, I’m the illusionist

My real truth I hide and just show them this.

But here’s what Spirit’s showing me today,

"If this fragile friendship makes you replay

Your words and actions, expressions of you

Then you really aren’t embracing your truth."

Labeling this fragile is just a way

To hide the true me so that I can stay

So those that I need to keep in my life

Are those that see me and ride by my side.

                                     ..... Myjo

Untouchable

I’ve ascended to a place you can’t see

Where your insults no longer affect me

Now I understand the reality

The venom is your insecurity.

When I resided on the earthly plane

I would feel like I was going insane

I would believe everything that you said

Abandoned self-love, felt worthless instead.

But now I get that it’s not my concern

Your opinions of me that make you burn

You’ve got your shit and I, too, have my share

You get my power as soon as I care.

Armed with love and compassion, once again

I approach your light and gently step in

Your perfection the only thing I see

When your condescension is aimed at me.

                                          ..... Myjo