March started off a little hectic, maybe more than usual because slowly, I had begun to abandon the rituals that keep me sane. I don’t know what that makes me. I don’t know what normal is any more. The notion of living as functional human being with a positive outlook on the world, who contributes some meaning to society with the experience that one lives, seems different than what was taught during my adolescence. There is maintenance to this. Mirror to your house plant, we are similar to the outcome. With water, sunlight, and care, there is growth. And without it, well, you know…
Without certain practices in MY life,
I would crumble with every second of the hand that clocks,
I would go from tame to high tide losing membrane till I fry eye.
From thinking straight to–
out of it out of it out of pocket
lose my shit, lose my grip, jump the tip
break my shit shit shit shit.
It is easy to lose control
and easier to start Monday purely balanced and reach Saturday about to–
inside voice, inner consciousness, hums, uhmms
about to about to about to lose my mind.
When times are good, times are good
everything sunshine, iced tea, BIG grin
till the wind takes you out now you stuck on gin and
you’re in, in, in, into the deep end.
Head in a vase
elevator music feelin’ like a ride to HELL
earth becomes smaller and I can’t fit.
Locked doors, mind can’t handle no chores
eyes foggy, knees buckle now I’m feel’n wobbly.
Accelerated breathing,
face red-blue till hue—purplish, irked n shit.
This ride is 100 floors long
ain’t no getting off till you’re let off but,
you don’t let go don’t let go you don’t let go you don’t let go.
Elevator ding, ding, ding
Coming down from your high so you process the ringgggging
Open doors sun-soaked so now you feel the tinngggggling.
A note to my readers, take it from me.
DO NOT abandon the rituals that bring you stability and peace.
DO NOT leave the routines that maintain your mental, spiritual, and overall health for later.
Those rituals and routines you have worked so hard to keep consistent are why you have seen results. Like the walks, jogs, and runs that glitter your body in sweat, melting down the powdered thoughts society has sticky-icky to your being.
Honey, be good to yourself. Take it from me.
You will learn in your own time that as many songs wail catastrophe’s and disappointments, there will be many-many days soothing, so groovy you would believe the world had mercy and silenced itself for the day. You will understand that those days mimic the weight of leaves, making the turn of the leaf effortless.
Are you following?
Coming down from your high so you process the ringgggging
Open doors sun-soaked so now you feel the tinngggggling.
The Benefits of Staying Consistent with Positive Routine’s Even When It’s Mad Sunny:
When bad news hits you will know how to breathe when you’re in some sort of trouble you will feel empowered to ask for help when the sun is out and you laugh after laugh when the coconut curry hit the spot you will remember to journal about it keeping a happy log for a rainy day balance will be present in your life and you will become accustomed to meditating as the rivers of the feng shui rock down its streams you will let bygones be bygones forgiving jabs from hook because you understand that bark back leaves a hunched back so you leave it be it is what it is today is not my day you might just actually take the nap because maybe a good day has been stretched thin this will be good this will be good and on that good day you will meditate as you did on that bad day you will walk jog and run you will eat you will journal you will give your skin to the sky and the earth you will do this and then some honey even when its mad sunny.
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