Poem: Align

Your mind Holds your wisdom Your heart Holds your compass Your stomach Holds your intuition Your loins Your passion Your legs Carry the weight Your feet Hold the map And when we seek With alignment We aim true In our purpose -Angel Marie Russell

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Thoughts: Dear America

If you look out at the world and don't see a world of which you approve, I call upon you to take steps to help build a better one. For too long we have left the power in the hands of heroes, gurus, teachers, saviors, rescuers, leaders, and those claiming wisdom, enlightenment, awakening, an inspiring... Continue Reading →

Autism/PTSD: Self Doubt

I know what it's like to doubt myself. When I do I think about how my worth does not come from another. My Mom was very abusive. She taught me I was to blame for all that ailed her and that I was worthless. And I believed her. It took years of practicing self love... Continue Reading →

Poem: Reflection

I'm afraid You'll miss me In a sea of perception. I'm worried You'll miss the spark That lives in me. Because you see Blinded By how you view. I'm worried You won't notice The Love That flames with fury, Bright light Liquid heat, That feeds my heart, That pulses in my veins. I'm worried You'll... Continue Reading →

Thoughts: Trees

As a child I took this pose so many times. It was a natural setting for me. I was pulled towards trees in all their strength and magnificence. I would wrap my arms around them and hold them tight. No one taught me to hug trees l, I just did. I would put my hand... Continue Reading →

Poetry: Flame

I am but a spark As fleeting as flame On a windy day, Blown asunder By competing forces For air. My last breath As temporary As the smoke wisps Thrown into pieces Of ether After extinguished. And I could think On such a state of being As a travesty, Undone By forces beyond My control.... Continue Reading →

Poem: For My Grandpa

~For my Grandpa~ He was made Like the mountains Standing tall sturdy Strong With gently guarded Meadows at his feet Nourishing the smallest The youngest and the weak. He stood firm In the face of trouble "Why worry what we cannot change?" He faced danger with courage A shotgun, a fist full of dollars, Sweat... Continue Reading →

Poem: Heart 

I will forever be Amazed at the depth With which my heart Can ache. I will ever be astounded At the depth With which it Can encompass And release love. And the World It moves me To stopping, Paralyzed by both Beauty and fear. And even still My tiny heart Beats perfect And with such... Continue Reading →

Poem: Hunt

My nose has found the scent Along the trail. My senses all attuned With no distractions. My feet sturdy but soft Pad the tender forest floor And my pace quickens Ever so My breath becomes a rhythm That pulls me a long That pulse of my heart Ba Dum Ba Dum. My eyes they never... Continue Reading →

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