Posts by Alyssa Coelho

Weary Love

My heart has grown weary Of men who slip promises through their teeth That they don’t intend to keep • My feet have grown weary Of men who insist on dancing But always fail to lead • My lungs have grown weary Of men who desire my laugh But refuse to let me breathe •…

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Cheers To A Love

Here’s to a love that sets you on fire And doesn’t look back. • Here’s to a love that knocks your knees weak And laughs in the face of uncertainty. • Here’s to a love that steals the breath from your chest And doesn’t apologize. • Here’s to a love that sweeps through your soul…

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You Are The Unknowable

“You are the unknowable. You are here just to be in this moment, in this dream. Being has nothing to do with knowledge. It’s not about understanding. You don’t need to understand. It’s not about learning. You are here to unlearn, and that’s it, until one day you realize you know nothing. You only know…

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I Have A Love

I have a love for presence That only the poets can describe A freedom only Henley could appreciate • I have a love for light That only the scientists can understand A language only Galileo could translate • I have a love for compassion That only the alchemists can touch A frequency only Gautama could…

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Genius

“Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… they…

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Inside Out

I am tired of hearing what god is from head-tripping men behind podiums, from isolationists on a spiritual quest, from rule-makers and politicians, from book-nosed experts, from lovers of sensual detachment and high-horsed institutionalists. If we’re going to talk about a “god”, I want to hear about a juicy one. • I want to hear…

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Time’s Illusion

“Time is a paradox, stretching between a past and a future that have no reality except in our own minds. The idea of time is a convention of thought and language, a social agreement. Here is the deeper truth: We have only this moment.” ~ The Sage, Dan Millman

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Glow, Baby, Glow

Fire fell from the sky to the earth, and everyone bowed to the great mystery upon them. Fire smiled up at them, eyes bright and glowing with The Original Flame, and everyone stoked it steadily with whispers of love. Fire danced happily, and everyone snuggled in around its warmth. Fire sparked, crackled, and sizzled, asking…

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Much Like Lightning

Her love left as quickly as it came Much like the way lightning strikes Piercing its beacon through the chaos of the storm With fury too determined for comprehension In a language far too complex for translation • Her love came crashing into my world Teaching me this law of the universe Awakening my faith…

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9/11 Tribute

“No day shall erase you from the memory of time.” ~ Virgil’s “Aeneid” What separates us from the animals, what separates us from the chaos is our ability to mourn people we have never met. Our liberty shall not be mistaken for weakness.

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