When despair awakens me

In the middle of the night

And I feel my heart clenching shut

As I fear for my child’s life

Will he overcome addiction

Or will addiction kill him

I remind myself this emotion of fear

Is coming from a thought

Thoughts create our reality

So

I change my thought

And see my son

As a recovered healthy man

Surrounded by a good life

Laughter, children, a loving wife

A house, land, all he had planned

Then I close my eyes

Drift back into sleep

With an open heart

No more anxiety

E.A. Fussell

10.11.2020

The world will always tell you

Who it thinks you are

You can get caught up

In the script

That it

Establishes for you

Giving away the peace

That rests within

Or

You can give yourself

Permission

To create without inhibition

Whatever you choose

What life do you want

If it’s the one you have that’s great

If it’s not then change it

It’s okay to be unapologetically you

E.A. Fussell

10.10.2020

Fear is a waste of attention

But there are those

Who are caught in it’s grip

If you can’t help yourself

If fear entices you

If you find you’re mind

Must entertain worry

Then fear this:

One year from this moment

Being in the exact same place

Of inner awareness you are in right now

If I were inclined to fear

That would terrify me

E.A. Fussell

10.08.2020

Part of her mystery

Is that she is not traditional

She is not predictable

She is ever changing

There is no way for you to know her

Just when you think

You’ve got her figured out

That you’ve found her breaking point

You will find her standing strong

In the middle of the storm

Watching it rage around her

Quiet and at peace

Unruffled by the winds of change

Solid in knowing

Her awareness

Is a powerful presence

Don’t let it worry you

No one can catch this shooting star

Embodied in human form

Accept her mystery

Embrace her unpredictability

Bask in the freedom she offers

It’s your choice

Stay

Or

Go your own way

E.A. Fussell

10.08.2020

Circles of me

Boomerang out

Eventually returning

What vibration am I sending

What atmosphere am I changing

What impact am I having

This can be determined

Easily

By what is returning

All I have to remember is

To change my environment

Just change my vibration

Such a simple

Uncomplicated process

Difficult in it’s execution

E.A. Fussell

10.08.2020

Why do we invite

Disagreeable things

Into our heart

People, memories, thoughts

We sweep them out a space

Hang pictures on the wall

Make them all nice and cozy

Play the perfect host

For a guest who rips to shreds

It’s abode

Until it’s an unrecognizable space

Why do we listen

To such an inconsiderate thing

Why do we allow

The damage it brings

Remodeling us from the inside

Refusing to leave

Until we find it difficult

To recognize ourselves

Or return

To a former joyful state

Realizing too late

All we have to do

When a disagreeable thing

Knocks on the door of our heart

Is refuse to let it in

Throw the locking bolt in place

Protect our sacred space

Let someone else win

The hostess award

E.A. Fussell

10.08.2020

We got lost in each other

We were young

Drowning in passion

Intense desire

All consuming emotion

It felt like we couldn’t breathe

When we were apart

Life was us

We were life

E.A. Fussell

10.07.2020

You think you know her

But you really have no idea

How much pain and hurt

She hides behind that smile

You see one side

Of a multi-faceted gem

The darkest side is hidden

Deep within

You see the side

The light gets in

Her darkness isn’t sinister

It’s forged by her children

From the still born ones

To the ones who have chosen

Addiction to drugs

Had she chosen not to be a mother

Her smile might be a little brighter

Her heart might be a little more full

Being a mother has taught her

Sometimes women should just

Say no

And not follow society’s path

Of love, marriage, children

Had she rebelled

When she was young

Had she chosen back then

To walk alone

Instead of hitching her horse

To someone else’s wagon

She may not have had to watch

Her children

Facing dragons

Some devoured before birth

Or worse

Those being eaten alive

Right before her very eyes

E.A. Fussell

10.07.2020