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Greetings all.  I am so happy and honored that you have taken the time to be a part of my journey.  Most of the poems and writings I have done were inspired by my strong belief in something greater, guiding me through some difficult times in my life.  I have done a great deal of soul searching on the mind (ego) verses the power and unconditional love of the heart.   Many of my struggles have involved the conflict between the two.  I have also wrestled with the belief in my connection to God and the power of free will.  I do believe in my heart I have been answered and again guided by a beautiful- wisdom filled source.  This has enlightened me to a greater truth about life and love.  Call it God, Angels, Jesus, the Holy Spirit, Buddha, Allah or my Higher Self, whatever you are comfortable with seeing it as.  My belief is this source connects us all together.  I am very grateful for this shift I have made, which has opened up a loving outlet for healing my heart and soul.  In doing so, I hope my poetry may touch you, inspire your heart, and welcome you home to a greater truth.  Thank you so much to my wonderful friend Rick for this opportunity.  God Bless and love to you all.

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Drawing by: Marisa Goldstein copyright 2010

The Story is Not Over

Don’t obsess over why

Take a deep breath

Your heart is still beating

Your love still lives within you

Don’t let fear run this either

You have a power within your soul that knows better

Close your eyes and find your greatest sense of joy

Stay there each time the painful thought or sensation pushes in

Stop writing your story with an unhappy ending

The truth is, this is your story to write

This is your story to tell

This is your story to share

This recovery will take time

This recovery will happen

This recovery is yours to have

You don’t need a miracle

You just need to trust something greater than the original story you wrote

Patience can be painful but your strength will find its way in

You just have to be open to letting it in

So let it in and listen to the incredible you

Who underneath all this pain

Still lives, breathes and loves

Paintbrush’s Wisdom

I am handing you a newborn paintbrush

You may pick the colors you wish

With each gentle stroke

Please leave your ego out of the dish

This time I want you

To paint from your heart

I’ll play some music

To help you start

Freedom is at the tip of this delicate brush

So as you paint your heart out

Please remember there is no real rush

Take your time my friend

And brush what new story you need to see

And as you build this canvas

Please allow the gift from God

To just BE

Welcome Home 

I open my eyes

In deed it's a new day

I take a deep breath

knowing my inner guidance will lead the way

I blow a kiss to my angels up above

knowing they are always filling me with God's love

I am grateful for the life I am going to live

Knowing as I receive I am also willing to give

I am smiling as I start coming to my own

For God is smiling back saying

"Welcome Home"

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Drawing by: Marisa Goldstein copyright 2010

The Mountain for You

 

Look up the mountain

 

Tie your shoes

 

The sun is about to rise

 

I designed this moment just for you

 

Don’t be afraid to make this climb

 

Just put one foot in front of the other

 

And take your time

 

Once you have arrived at the top of your dream

 

Take a moment and smile

 

Knowing I have always

 

Been a part of your team

 

So next time you look up at a new mountain

 

You maybe tempted to ask

 

What to do?

 

This is when you will remember

 My answer already lies within you

Unconditional Wings 

There is an unfolding somewhere

In this space

In this time

There is a warm white love

Trying to find you

Then redefine you

To wash away your twisted truth

Your bitter illusion of nothing

Nothing but that

A wasted hijacking

Concocted out of fear

Close your eyes

 Feel the large white wings
Gently waiving unconditional air

Back into your space

Back into your time

Circulating

Permeating

Brushing a grander canvas

Turning down the static once again

Reawakening into a softer truth

 Loving you simply 

There Is Something More Here

 There is something more here

Crawling on weak knees

Brings you to a new truth

 

Somewhere in the middle of it all

 

You could feel glimpses of hope

 

The sun felt warmer

 

The sky became a different shade of blue

 

Blue became the theme color

 

The soul’s candy

 

With one eye open

 

With one eye shut

 

The heart is still beating

 

The earth is still moving

 

Revolving a soft pink spectrum of light

 

Tickling your cheek

 

Asking for a dance

 

Waiting patiently for you

 

To drop the dark weights off your back

 

Reaching out its hand

 

With no words spoken

 

Just a sweet reminder

 There is something more here

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Drawing by: Marisa Goldstein Copyright 2010

Hop In This Sailboat

 

Hop in this sailboat

 Take a ride with me Sorry egos are not welcome on this trip

Nor makeup

 Nor puddles of pain stored in your pockets 

Hearts yes

 

Fresh air yes

 

Journals yes

 Hair down yes 

Ocean’s body

 

Patiently waits to collaborate with you

 

Perhaps splashing some more of its radiant blue

 Onto your frames 

The horizon ahead

 

Will re-member you

 

Promising with each rocking wave

 You are being held by something greater  

Tears of salty joy may fall

 

You will smile as you realize they could be

 

Both from your eyes and the sea

 

It’s all the same

 You will be safely reassured 

Now what do you say

You hop on this sailboat

 Take that ride with me

A Shift Into Your Vision

Somehow it gently began to set you free
Your heart softened to a place that felt just right
A prayer
A light
A breath
All away from home
Although home never left
It just got a little too noisy to hear at times
Perhaps a little greyer and bluer in tones
However, even colors became reinterpreted
To shades of understanding
Grey, the resting break in the all or the nothing
Blue the real color of your soul
Your hands began to touch a new truth
Right into a stranger’s heart
Unconditionally
You opened up more than one could ask
You began to rediscover
The All of the All
The circle of love
God’s wish
God’s evolution
God’s solution to growth
His EVOL
His LOVE
Asking you to take a peek in the mirror
Whispering, “Look carefully”
Winking a shift into your vision
Aha, I see it
At last
- Marisa Goldstein © (4-22-10) All rights reserved