Remember change is necessary for growth
It can rain all day but prone to flower’s survival
The heat of the sun will come again
And the rain will have already sucked in
More buds
More roots will spread again to make something even more beautiful
Trees die but new ones are planted
You can put your seed in whatever is necessary and good for you
And if not, you can pick it up and plant it elsewhere
Make a new, cozy home for it
Protecting it at all costs
Living with the peace
Focusing on the good
Releasing the bad
Don’t let bad roots stay intertwined in your mind
Release them, cut them, do whatever you need to do
Otherwise you will stay stuck and broken
Clouding what is the greatness of life
Dear Little Jaynee,
I know I rarely write back but trust me when I say I read every single letter you wrote to me. In fact, I was always there when the words on the page became blurry from your tears and the ink would bleed just as much as your heart.
I’m here now to tell you that your deepest wish came true. Now it didn’t materialize instantly, no, it was a painful journey. Almost a decade’s worth of wishing that your mom would change her mind about you and your new partner. The toughest pill you learned to swallow was “You cannot change others.” You released your expectations, and you blocked your mother out of your life because the agonizing pain from her repulsion became too hard to bear. All of this could have been avoided if only she accepted you as you were, but alas, she tried to change you, just as much as you tried to change her.
Now both of you are different people, you come as you are. You, a girl who married another girl, and she, a religious mother who finally learned to love you for you.
I’m proud of you, Jaynee.
You had to choose between the love of your life and the love of your mother. But shouldn’t a mother’s love be unconditional? So you gave up your mother and not because your wife asked you to, but because you needed to honor your true self. Speaking honestly, I’d do it all over again. I found myself stronger in being authentic.
I can see how different my life could have been, how miserable I would be if I had allowed her to manipulate me another day.
So just know that the torment you are going through now will subside.
One day, you will get to laugh with her again.
One day, you will hear her apologize to your wife.
One day, your dream will finally come true.
I love myself, and I love you.
Ps. Thank you for getting me here safely.
Jaynee, I love this!! You always stood up for what you believed in, even when someone so close to you disagreed. I know that must have been so hard for you, but you should be so proud of yourself for being able to conquer such a challenging time in your life. Congratulations ♥♥
Learning fast
Thought I would apply
Not knowing what would happen
Or if I would get in
Or if the world would come crashing down
Thinking too good to be true
Then got that email
That email that would change everything
The ability to do something bigger than yourself
To the bigger name actors
To the lights surrounding you
To the chance to build connections
To the nicest people
Not the never ending drama
To the people you’ve gotten to meet
What you’ve gotten to create
Knowing you were apart of something
Seeing your name rolling away
Knowing the people that made it possible
To the great times
To the hard times
To the things that make it worth it
To see it on screen
To the birthday boy celebrating
To the cupcakes and singing
To the fun times and laughs
To the premieres and dinners
Trying to enjoy it before its all done
The excitement of finishing
From start to finish
Oh how proud you’ll be
What you accomplished
Can’t believe its over
Till next time
Rachel, this is so cute! I am so happy that your journey has been successful. You have clearly become an amazing person and I am glad you have reached a place of peace and love in your life. I can’t wait to see what else you will accomplish in your life, because I know that it will be great. Keep up the good work. ♥
You are stronger and wiser than you know
Your thoughts are stalking you
do not queue any hue that’s not meant for you
People’s opinions of you are their own.
You are stronger than you were yesterday.
continue to forgive yourself for not being able to control the horrific actions of others.
Self-love is necessary for your healing.
It is putting you back together whole and true.
forgive any past actions by acknowledging how they have not served you well.
You will continue to trust the process and your progress.
You will not let the fear of being taken advantage of scare you to stillness.
You will stand up for yourself and tell the truth.
You will do it with dignity and respect.
You will be vulnerable even when it makes you uncomfortable.
Not a big deal, she said
Everybody does this she thought
But being creative is one of the biggest blessings
It means winning every school project
Escape with my aunt
Be proud of my accomplishments
The excitement of start to finish
The chocolate piano making music sing
The t-shirts of Percy Jackson fighting high in the sky
The valentines boxes impressing the judges
The special birthday cards for special people
The constant inspiration
The constant smiles
The constant love
The constant people
The constant showing off
Impressing the crowd
Rachel, this is a great poem! You are SO creative and it really does shine through your writing. Even though you have a brilliant mind full of great ideas, you are amazing and you are enough! You don’t always have to please others or worry about their views of you. Keep writing and being yourself! ♥
Hours upon hours of time
Of energy of feelings
All for the wrong person
The states from people who have a different perspective from you
The greatness, the love , talking about how amazing that person is
But never forget about the struggles, the overwhelmed
The droplets of rain ruining the cars
Your soul, your peace
Before you realize it’s too late
To stop the feeling of attraction
The broken bottles of alcohol
Laying on the ground and not feeling the same way,
The ick of making things uncomfortable
Ignoring the trying to be nice
The effort and meaning a gift from God
And me meaning a block of clay
And while you are enjoying life
I’m the one with the gambling problem
The fight between the gods
But I deserve the clouds subsiding
On a rainy day, both worlds on the same wavelength of light
The same level of power
Not electrocuting the lines, but
Having the goals and being in line with myself
That you add to my math problem
And not subtract away my life
Do not pull the trigger
To gain knowledge and wisdom
And to be amazed by the museum of art
And to not pick up the glass shards with my bare bare hands.
I love this part Rachel, “That you add to my math problem
And not subtract away my life.” It so wise. clever and powerful. I am sorry you are hurting but also glad you are healing. Sending hugs <3 Lauren
Healing can feel 2 paths
The one with all the rocks
And the one with the steps to the mountain
The flowers that bloom for every little accomplishment
Finding the things that work for me
The constant therapy appointments
The constant doing things alone
Finding the peace with the sun
The peace with the birds and the breeze
The walking up on another chance
Another day
Closer to where I want to be
Closer to the northern lights
Closer to the place where nature is the most beautiful
Where the leaves stop falling
Where your so at peace
That nothing or nobody takes that away from you again
I think it takes a lot to find what in life helps you cope and makes you feel better. It is a constant journey on how to keep ourselves as balanced as possible. But the journey is worth it. It takes a lot of courage and self-awareness, so be proud of yourself. Thank you for sharing and for being part of The Unsealed. <3 Lauren
Hi you,
You would be 25 or 26 today. I miss you. It still doesn’t feel true that your still gone. I have seen the way it has affected your friends and family around you. I don’t know what you went through but I do know all the pain that never stops, the ground that doesn’t stop shaking. Trying to pull you under so fast its hard to breathe but you helped me to think about my own life, the people around me. And to remind me that the never ending storms or what it feels like will stop. Lights will be turned back on. Many more people care about you then you will ever know. You will go on to do incredible things, do things that you are proud of and people you will meet that will make it worth the wait. Everyday you wake up alive is the greatest blessing. Never forget that.
Rachel, I do not know who it was that you lost, but I can tell that it has had a huge impact on you. It is important to always remember that we are loved and cared for, even when it doesn’t seem that way. Having the privilege to live life is a blessing. Thank you for sharing your experience.
Aww Rachel, It is so hard to lose someone so young. I am sorry there was so much struggle in your loved one’s life. Sending hugs. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
I drink Skinny Girl Coffee
And I’m thinking, can we like not call it that?
I drink Americano coffee
And I’m so American, and I love India
I drink coffee in a cup with lavender petals
And I’m like so loving Pakistan and Kew Gardens right now
I need to drink coffee in a cup my nephew gave me
And think about something bright
I think we need to not worry
Although sometimes I need to feed the ones close to me
I drink Skinny Girl Coffee
And I’m like are you alright with weight taking up so much time?
I can’t jog like I used ta
And I’m not super skinny
But like in college I think it was obsessive
I think I need to change my coffee brand
I think Barbie dolls are not made well actually
I’m walking after a stroke, and I still think about weight often
But I don’t worry like I used to
Can we call this coffee ~ beautiful coffee?
Because it’s good coffee
I like black coffee without milk or sugar
I like Skinny Girl Coffee
And let’s not call girls skinny, is that fine?
This world has so much beauty
I like coffee with ice cream a lot
It tastes good to me
I’m so loving to observe more, and I like to listen also
And now I’m at peace with both happening together
I wish I had gone to less nightclubs in my twenties
I don’t remember them well
I remember the names of quite a few coffee shops, and I think about what happened there
I remember Atomic Cafe, and is it still there, in Houston?
So many remember what an atom is
And that atoms are small
They are beautiful
And so are planets
Where do we go with this conversation?
So many need to go and drink coffee and like chat with people
Children don’t drink coffee until later
I think it’s the taste
It’s lovely to drink though now
I’ll have a cup this afternoon, mayhaps
And think about people crying because they are happy
I love that you highlight this idea that coffee and coffee shops are the center of conversation and I couldn’t agree more that we have a weight-obsessive culture that negatively impacts women- myself included. And we need to stop marketing and promoting products from a “skinny girl” angle. We should celebrate all people as beautiful and not…read more
I also drink coffee and think about things. I love how you wrote this as one long “sip” of thought. And as a curvy girl, I agree…. from now on I am going to call my coffee Happy Coffee.
Dear Country Concerts,
From the moment I first went to you
Cowgirl boots rocking in the stars
Flashing lights like the northern lights
Singing along to the late nights
The late night drinks, the late night music
Us speeding along like there is no tomorrow
Time Standing Still
Living the life we dreamed of
Stomping our feet against the wind
Night Flowing like it’s never going to end
Healed hearts,
Phones disappearing like ghosts
No service, no responsibilities
Becoming one with music
The music is you
Heartfelt conversations and times
We’re all the same
We’re all the same in the moment
Swaying like astronauts in space
no gravity, no gravity
I love this poem! Country music is so fun and I’m glad that music in general can help you escape the chaos of life. My favorite line would have to be “The music is you” because music can be interpreted in so many different ways, which is such a beautiful thing! Great poem!!
I always loved going to concerts and would find my worries drifting away, slowly getting drowned out by the music. As a fellow concert goer, I really resonated with this poem and loved reading it!
130 bpm 一 The steady rhythm of my breath synchronizes with my movement
140 bpm 一 I feel alive
150 bpm 一 I feel like I’m dying
160 bpm 一 I am capable of more than I think possible
And done
I come to lay on the ground to calm my breathing.
From an outsider’s perspective, I look like nothing but a corpse,
but laying in shavasana is where the magic happens.
Coming to this place of surrender where there are no expectations and the only thing to do is observe how my breathing regulates is peaceful.
This is where I come to balance.
We would not know peace without peril, ease without force, and I wouldn’t be feeling this right now if it weren’t for the intense physical activity I put my body through.
It’s the same reason why you sleep the soundest after ugly crying.
It’s our own body’s way of balancing out.
Peace is not found in stagnant stillness but in steady flow, aka breath,
It’s found in feeling a human touch massaging away the tightness your muscles have endured,
It’s the feeling of safety being in the arms of a beloved,
And the acceptance of an invitation to match its frequency.
When someone dies, we say que en paz descanse;
Our final wish for someone is that they may rest in peace.
And peace is a choice, a piece of us, a possibility.
It’s our duty to experience every feeling + emotion and peace is simply one of them.
I love this poem, Jaynee!! I relate to every word you said. Peace is a journey and it can be difficult to find it, especially when you are working on overcoming other tasks as well! My favorite line of yours is “We would not know peace without peril” because without going through the lows in life, we would take all the highs for granted! Great…read more
This piece reminds me so much of all the advice my fiance gives me on how to calm myself down: massages, meditation, etc. Breathing and just observing your body is so important. He always says “Your body needs your attention.” Thank you for sharing and reminding me of a place where we can all find peace. <3 Lauren
I learned something from reading this poem and related it in a way that I want to try yoga as a form of therapy. Thank you for this piece. It was therapeutic reading it!
I am now forty-two years old, and I’ve traveled. I went to the Vatican, and I saw the Sistine Chapel, and I thought of painting with words and maps.
I want you to know that this journey was difficult, and it’s not apparent here in the writing. You were not always happy awn this journey, and you cried, because you wanted to be married to someone who was not the right man.
“And now you are happy,” says Papa. “And now you’re at peace,” says Papa.
So read what you have written here, and believe that God was forming you even then. And you dedicated your trip to a saint who loved you and loved the theatre also, and who loved to help couples find their way.
And now, read this, what you have written awn July 8th, 2007. Here is an excerpt:
“Of all the Renaissance artists, I find Michaelangelo the most fascinating. He was not liked by his contemporaries (Leonardo da Vinci, Bramante, etc.), probably because he was better than everyone else. Mich. was primarily a sculptor. Probably the best the world has ever seen. His Statue of David in Florence and the Peter at the St. Peter’s Basilica in the Vatican are spectacular. So when Pope Julius II asked Bramante who should paint the Sistine Chapel, he replied “Mich,” for he knew Mich was not a painter, so he was setting him up to fail. Mich. proposed the Pope a series of panels depicting scenes in the book of Genesis. He hired 4 workers from outside Rome to help him. Later, he fired these helpers, because he discovered that he did indeed know how to paint. Mich’s masterpiece is so interesting because in it, you see the development of a painter. The first panels were too detailed, too small, not as stylized. Later panels are larger and you can see the mastery of the artform that Mich. obtained during this 4 year project.”
Do you think it is a masterpiece though?
Let’s go again with St. Valentine and ask this question in the ether
Because the detail may be beautiful now
And let’s not call anything a masterpiece, and that will be brave
Because here are temporary things, even the planets
They are God’s handiwork, and they are spectacular, yes
And now the scene with me is after the flood and the people are awn a rock, and some are not awn the rock, and thank God we are safe now.
I think I need to see St. Peter again, quite frankly, because it’s David awn my mind, but St. Peter would be lovely to see, and would you like to see Florence again with a dear friend who loves St. Valentine?
I’ll continue when I can, and know that so many times, you were rescued awn this trip, and so many times you acted bravely, and your backpack is still with you, and so are these words in your journal
Dear Friend,
My heart is listening to a voice that guides me to an open door
My heart is listening to a voice that guides me to an open door and says enter
My heart is listening to a voice that guides me to an open door and says enter and
you can let people know
My heart is listening to a voice that guides me to an open door and says enter and
people will send hearts
My heart is listening to a voice that guides me to an open door and says enter and
if you need a nap, that will be fine here
My heart is listening to a voice that guides me to an open door and says enter and
there is a friend at your side comin
My heart is so happy to write a song
My heart is so happy to wait and rest knowing I can write a song
My heart is so happy because peace is non man-made
My heart is so happy because peace is needing my involvement
Sara, your poem inspires me to find peace through the love and support of friends. It is a beautiful reminder that we do not have to fight our battles alone. One of my best friends always centers me after I see her, and it seems like this friend does the same for you. I love the line “My heart is listening to a voice that guides me to an open d…read more
Sara, it sounds like your place of peace is whatever you do when you follow your heart. Keep following your heart. When you do magical things happen. <3 Lauren
I am a snowy sculpturer
Carving waves of welding down the chute
I spy a young racer
riding a magic carpet for the first time
Into the bluebird forest
A witch floats overhead
Mesmerizing us with her backflips and wildcat ways
A chef making pizza nearby devours every bite
As each dreamer creates their own masterpiece,
I inhale frosty air
and transform into a helicopter
Gliding uphill and experiencing the aerial view
In all its wonder
I arrive at the white crown
And dismount
A new friend emerges, a snowcat,
She welcomes me with champagne
Encouraging me
to savor each elevation
and remind me halcyon days are here
Snowboarding and skiing arent activities I would typically do but your poem makes me want to try out some snow sports. I love the creativity and the language you use to represent everything you see. Keep writing!
I love to rollerblade. How you describe snowboarding reminds me of the freedom and peace I feel when I Rollerblade. The way you describe the way you feel makes me actually feel like I am on the journey with you. Thank you for sharing, and thank you for being part of The Unsealed family. <3 Lauren
what if you could not speak for two years
you only had your two ears
now you are listening to your peers
checking out Instagram, it appears
they got plenty of souvenirs, but yet volunteered in their careers
too afraid to be the engineers to forge a whole new frontier
paid education can teach us to adhere to the profiteer
head hunters poach us and sell us to the highest-bidding auctioneer
shit appears severe,
but you are a pioneer, fuck that career
this is the year to do something for the world that is truly dear to your heart
You are too smart not to start,
failure may come, you might have to restart
your heart be pure, but fear can outsmart
telling us that shit is too hard
don’t be jarred the universe has pulled your card
your ancestors are standing guard,
telling you to manifest your wildest dreams, they will safeguard
jump into the deep end the universe is your lifeguard
sending you messages in your dreams like postcards
I enjoyed your poem. You dropped a lot of messages in your moving words. Doing things that are to our heart will feed us as well as our favorite foods.
I love the rhythm and the rhyme scheme! The central idea is powerful and i really resonate with it. You opened and ended with motifs of communication. Well done!
Fendi and Gucci are idolized
remaining sane is ostracized
when you stand up against the man, you will be demoralized
my pain runs deep like it’s crystallized
I can’t even front I became hypnotized
I can’t run forever, shit, I’ve already been traumatized
I’m in therapy, like bankruptcy to reorganize
my life changed when I prioritized the beautiful sunrise
it is in this time I came to analyze, and visualize my next sacrifice
I plan to live forever in this paradise
I really love the message behind your poem. You’re so right; we idolize things that lack importance and judge each other for the things that should matter, like standing up for what’s right. It’s beautiful to see that you’ve prioritized the sunrise and you’re starting to see life from beyond the lens we’re given 🙂 Thank you for sharing!
I love this piece. Each line so thoughtful and so powerful. “my life changed when I prioritized the beautiful sunrise.” This sentiment is so powerful and such good advice for all people trying to find peace in their lives or even peace in the moment. I also thought this line was very creative:
“I’m in therapy, like bankruptcy to reorganize” It r…read more
Our minimum 14 poses at every teenage girly photoshoot:
“Let me carry you”
Hang upside down pic
Tackle pic!
CHEERS
“Wait-I wanna show my sunnies”
Show me those baby blues ….
Silly pic !
Now, Serious face.
Okay real picture,
Laughing,
Dancing,
Candid,
Dabb
Photobombed by strangers and made new friends
Now that you’re gone, those silly photos aren’t so silly.
This poem takes me back to a very carefree time during my teenage years! Thank you for reminding us that although life will never feel as care-free as they were back then due to hardships and loss, at least we can treasure the memories and photos of those rose-colored times and the people we shared them with <3 Juvi
Dear younger Rachel,
Waves come faster than you think
Trying to catch the sunsets before you blink
Days and years coming at you like the speed of life
Demons haunting you
But light shines in something everyday
Remember to hold the rope and climb
No matter how many steps it takes
Reach for the stars
Keep shining bright
Remember things will pass
Remember the root of the tree
The people that love you
The simplest things that make you proud
All will be well
You will meet incredible people
Touch so many hearts
Inspire the world
And most importantly be at peace
With yourself
You will find strength
And everyone will know your name
Life seems to move so much faster as we get older, and your poem does a great job of instructing us all to slow down and appreciate the smaller moments. We tend to not give ourselves enough credit for our smaller victories, and it is very wise of you to remind yourself and all of us to take the time to congratulate ourselves on the “simple…read more
I love this, Rachel. I can feel the peace in your life through your writing. That is a true testament to your perseverance and strength. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren