Awakening Consciousness
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I help people come into more wisdom and love who are experiencing states of stress so that they can achieve higher insight and create better relationships with themselves and others.
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Awakening Consciousness
Aren't We Here to Open Each Other? _ A Poem
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Aren't We Here to Open Each Other? _ A Poem
You can also read this on:
My Website: https://www.awakeningconsciousness.community/poetryoftheheart/arent-we-here-to-open-each-other
or
Medium: https://medium.com/write-under-the-moon/arent-we-here-to-open-each-other-6dc7851d4337
Or in my Book on Amazon, Poems from the Heart: Plus a Secular Mindfulness Meditation Handbook for Personal Group Studies: https://a.co/d/03hFI2Yr
Ashley Heacock, 2026
Aren't we here to open each other, to find the keys to one's heart and soul, unlocking mysteries and histories, a sacredness untold? All of us in these vessels, some of us torn with shards lying around, others with colorful spare parts shimmering, a project we all are, to break and shine, to open and soften, to live and love. How can we find God, one asks? Who can bring us home to the light of truth? Who will be the moon glistening on the shore? Who will be the sun rising? Each of us a story by night and day, beings entering and disappearing, doors closing, others opening? Who can be vulnerable enough to look at me while passing? Will there be any questions asked? Some moments poetic, others a frenzy. But what did we learn from each other? Where did we grow old when necessary? Who's the ancient soul who knows the footsteps of the birds in the morning? Who can show me and make me want to know why? Who can love me like you do, and all the ways and shapes of clouds in the sky? Like a broken seashell puzzled together, or fine jewelry made from washed-up seagrass? Can you recycle the parts of me that seem unnecessary? Can you wake me up to the mosaic that I am? We are heavenly. Each scar a story told, each wound a word of the wise, every personality hidden like buried treasure, for us to discover on the inside. Who can be like poetry for me, finding and mining the depths of my soul, like a mother sea turtle burying her eggs in the sand, only for the babes to hatch and find their way back out into the ocean, their home? Can you lead me back to my childlike heart? Can you love me back to the very start? Who will be the one who reminds me of who I am kindly? Who will steer me and be able to guide me right blindly? A ship sailing may have no idea what's happening on the shore, but you know and I do. May we fall to feel, may we lift to laugh, may we shimmer to share, may we be here for each other to open with love and care.