#IntuitivePoetry

[witchw0lvesnwist]

You take risks in life, with love, with career, with everything. You take that risk unknowing if you’ll make it or not & in the end at least you had the courage to jump and do your best. Without that you would have never been able to make it where you are today or in your future.

[ohcoeur]

"Somehow fixed, yet also drifting,

I am dark and hollow here.

I take one hand and stroke the cheek

Of my latest love affair.

She is also dim and hollow,

She has chosen to take form

In flux, ejected, irrecoverable,

Flesh and bone, flesh and bone.

'No one can find us here,'

A dreadful comfort of a thought

And that which made us burn so brightly

Now will gift us all that's not"

- automatic poetry, 11/17/2020

[pastelvignettes]

✧ Relax, love.⁣ And look just beneath the surface.⁣ What joy are you denying yourself?⁣ What stories do you use to convince yourself you don't deserve peace?⁣ Who's words are you repeating to constrain your own authority?⁣ How long are you willing to repeat the same cycles?⁣ To make the same claims, to deny your own worth?⁣ ⁣ You don't have to change anything about yourself right now, in this moment, to accept your innate worth.⁣ ⁣ You don't have to complete a program, or buy someone's service, or make it five days without "melting down".⁣ ⁣ Look within.⁣ That joy you seek?⁣ That peace?⁣ It’s always within⁣ and ALWAYS yours to take,⁣ in any given moment.⁣ ⁣ Relax.⁣ Release.⁣ ⁣ Sending you so much love today, wherever you may be on your journey. ♡⁣ ⁣ ~~⁣ ⁣ #intuitivepoetry #innerfire #divinefemeninerising #poetsofinstagram #poemaday #thirdeyehealing #higherselfconnection #shadowwork #spiritualblogger #spiritualpoetry #authorsofinstagram #poetryofinstagramcommunity #poetrylovers #poetrydaily (at Lansing, Michigan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFNbfmInNrV/?igshid=13rhnwrcsn5qx

[honor-thy]

What does it mean to love? A devotion of union Brought forth from within A love burning so true Sticking our tongues in the fire A mirror to show reflection Revealing pieces undiscovered An equal plane to dance on Playing songs of lustful youth He is not my my keeper But a teacher guiding wisdom What is it you teach me? That I am yet to see? Two wholes weaving wonder Tender hearts breaking open Penetrating claps of thunder Depths of you, pieces broken Show me your cracks And I'll show you mine Sewing magic in-between Mending medicine unseen . Words & photo: @byoliviaoh . . . #poetrycommunity #poetry #wordsofpoetry #lovers #whatislove #intuitivewriting #intuitivepoetry #artfulwriting #honorthylover #lovers #lovecoach #creativewriting #honorthy https://www.instagram.com/p/CER8RuOHdVu/?igshid=40y32vni6yci

[savagethepoet-blog]

Queen to Praise: @tiger_lilly_2 👑 Poem Title: When You Climb A Good Tree 🌲 • • • • • #quotes #unsignedrappers #nypoets #spokenword #words #lyrics #dedication #poetry #masterofthewordchallenge #women #intuitivepoetry #goodtree #bravery #valor (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2SWkewl7wx/?igshid=1s1a2ghr5zq2i

[karenhewessuber]

“What we all learn we won’t learn the same at the one time at the same mark drawing the same one end.

What we all learn we don’t all learn even if it’s same or actual, our lenses bending our one light.

What we all learn we can’t all learn now try harder now see less.

But what we all learn we do.”

(KHS, 040615)

[ohcoeur]

Brace yourself, my love,

We're going through rooms we buried under glass

Stain my vision, run away,

Afraid of all you think that you don't know

It's just beneath us, waiting to feed

When we least expect it

I've seen it bare it's teeth once before

When I was younger, but I know

As long as we fear it, it'll stay below

So shiver a little, grow out your hair

Board up all your windows, and learn

To sleep with one hand on the knife

- automatic poetry, November 23rd 2020

[ohcoeur]

I’ve struggled with freeing my creativity and intuition for years, always critical of what comes out of me and leaving me feeling stifled and dampened.

Recently, I’ve begun a practice of automatic/intuitive singing, where I pick a drone sound and create a melody and words around it. Sometimes they come out coherent, and sometimes they are gibberish and I have no idea where they’ve come from. I’ve heard this referred to as “channeling” or “light language” as well.

It’s been a very useful tool in exploring and learning to trust my inner voice. I do this in my car where no one can hear me, so I apologize for the poor audio quality, but I’ve decided to share here and hopefully inspire others to fearlessly express their inner light. 

Remember, your creations, whatever they may be, do not need to look, sound, taste, feel, or smell any kind of way :) There are no rules when it comes to the sacred art of creation