Can we all stop for just a brief moment and listen?Listen to your inner self, with intention and care.
Go for a walk with yourself and by yourself.
Let’s observe and see where your thoughts, wants and your desires will guide you.
Let’s concentrate and build a better relationship with ourselves first and then others.
Let’s focus on open and raw communication.
Open communication without any distractions and acknowledgment of our fears.
Let’s be real with ourselves,
and with others who we deeply care for.
Let’s opened up and embrace it all.
Life is worth living and experiencing all by being present and connected.
Clear communication is the bridge
to a positive change.
A change for a better tomorrow.
Let’s be honest and drop the pretense.
Let’s connect with each other with
intent and integrity.
Let’s our emotions and fears be present
as you and I intellectually grow together.
Let’s leave all the past in the past and
start a new today.
Now is the time!
Today is the day to create a better tomorrow.
Together we stand .
Together let’s build confidence and trust.
Together let’s build a bridge
using clarity and dedication.
A bridge with great foundation.
Henceforth, let’s start by listening closer
and connecting deeper.
Let’s be vulnerable
and present with each other, for each other.
Today, tomorrow and for ♾️.
Poly_Poet

Humanity’s Reset
By Michelle Halloween

It’s an all-consuming inquiry.
The backdrop of most of my daydreams.
Humanity’s Reset.
A refocus for all humankind.
And endure, Indigenously.

We are amid this Pluto Shift, anyways.
Perhaps it’s our last chance to thrive.
Humanity’s reset had colonialism and classism.
Racism and phobias had not been imagined.
Or
Too devastating to consider its execution.

The evolution of music stays the same.
Art becomes the currency void of any capitalistic intention.
As Earth and humanity heal and overcome its present devastation.

Huh.
Imagine what it’s like to daydream of Humanity’s Reset.
The refocus of billions;
counting the rapacious eighty million.
The Shift I fantasize of.
Is to endure; Indigenously.

Kindness has been hidden, everyone is so guilt ridden and full of fear. Believe in your neighbors. Reach out to someone that is struggling.Check on your friends daily. Be the example of love. In my bubble, I feel that judgement is far too common, jealousy is a curse and that negativity is contagious. Greed and power are handed out to those who abuse their privileges loudly. I would love to see a world where you are safe to speak out about your insecurity and weakness instead of the movie and make believe kind of violence and drama each day. Encourage those who are confused and help them find their way back to their truth. Help the less fortunate, but do not make it a dependable process. TEACH instead of preach. Understand that success is not measured by wealth, but by soul. The change starts with our hearts. I would love to see more education and encourage self sufficiency in learning, not just brain skills. It is true, most of us with a college education have spent thousands only to feel lost at the very end. Partner violence is huge, yet there are not enough resources to help those post abuse. I am trying to change that. Beautiful hearts are overwhelmed and overlooked often. A good deed is taken wrong or mistaken for greed. It is run by fear. The news, is never good news anymore. It only focuses on the darker parts of life. Let’s tell the world of the heros and the dreamers. The good deeds and the pure hearts. Instead of selling the darkness that feeds the depressed. I dream of communication and community instead of corruption and conspiracy.
Reach out a hand to another need. Support and listen to another’s dream. If you can help encourage anyone do that. Be a stepping stone to build another up. Not step on their heart. Believe that change is possible. Believe that we can all be the change. I’d love to see no more wars or fighting. No crime or hate. Maybe just maybe if we took a step back and opened our inner hearts we could understand better.
Fundraise to make a change for what you believe in. Speak your truth proudly without shame or blame. Believe that each of us are capable to bring about a better world in our own special ways. We can all be the change.

Day in and day out our world seems to fall darker.
Visible thunderstorms of animosity, hatred, division and war.
They brew quickly, blow rapidly, covering the surfaces of hope I became so accustomed to.
While the loudness of anger rumbles through the wind, we point fingers and scoff declarations of who is in the wrong.
Who deserves just punishment and isolation for past sins and moments of weakness.
Our fears and anxieties shoot up from the ground like poison roots attempting to choke out the seed of light embedded in us.
Afraid to show a true glimpse of ourselves, to display our authentic ways or more simply even, kindness.
Yet somehow we all dream that a random act from a stranger or friend might spur our hope .
Comforting us, a reminder that gentle compassion still exists.
When in fact, each and every day we have that ability within ourselves, to be there for someone else the way we hope they can be for us.
One small act, one show of support, one day spent serving another, acting out of a mindset that bears no judgment.
A change in reality within our own reach.
How can something so simple spur a ripple?
I’ve heard the way myself.
“You are rare, there is something different in you, when you are in your element you are magnetic.”
While these words are not the change themselves, where they stem from is.
Kindness and compassion have blossomed in my heart in a way I continue to cultivate.
To fight against the desire our world has to segregate.
For when the storm calms and the gray clouds dissipate, the light of truth cuts straight through you and I.
Our humanness reveals itself and it is magnified that we all bleed the same.
We have all cried tears of joy at the announcement of good news, felt bitter anger towards someone who wronged us.
Laughed until our sides ached and breath left our lungs.
We have all loved and hurt as humans do, so why should we expect perfection from equally imperfect people?
Yes, it is genuine connection, kindness and an open mind that I will use to change the world.
Truly, what else could drown out the poison roots than an overflow, a flood of hope bringing tall trees that offer a newfound shade of comfort and safety.

To whoever may read this,

Have you ever given much thought about plants and how they grow? I have. When I was younger I would sit myself in front of our houseplants captivated by them, observing every minuscule change that had occurred since the last time I’d sat with them. Noticing a plant that looked sickly, dotted with many brown specks and withering away I called it to my grandma’s attention. “Breathe on it,” my grandma told me. “But why” I asked. It’s good for the plants, she responded. So I sat there breathing on that plant trying to revive it with the magic power of my warm breath. I didn’t know the science behind it at the time just naively believed my breath could heal this dying plant which had once provided a pop of color in our home and had created a sense of joy in my heart.

Another time I sat in front of a sickly plant and exclaimed “Mom this plant isn’t doing well.”

“Pick the brown dry pieces off,” my mom told me.

“What is that going to do mom,” I questioned.

My mom explained to me how when a plant is not doing well the strong, healthy plants concentrate the water towards the part of the plant that is not healthy to help restore it. I though that was so beautiful. Over the years I have thought about this intricacy of how plants are designed and I’ve thought deeply about our society. During the height of the pandemic I would think about how our society was responding to the collective trauma. Divisiveness ensued and different camps were formed. Meanwhile people were hurting and afraid. I think about how I write this in the month of May which is Mental Health Awareness month and also how I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety in that very month. There are a lot of hurting people out there and they need our help. See we may not be able to serve everyone. But we can each concentrate our efforts, our kindness, our love, and our prayers on those we encounter frequently. I believe that healed people can heal people. We must be like plants reaching out to hurting people and breathing life into them. In the Catholic Church there is a saint that said “Christ has no body now but yours. No hands, no feet on earth but yours. Yours are the eyes with which He looks compassion on this world. Yours are the feet with which He walks to do good. Yours are the hands through which He blesses all the world (St. Teresa of Availa).” We can all make a difference. And I think all of us making a difference where we have been planted, lending a helping hand to those we encounter everyday can create a chain reaction. And that chain reaction can change the world.

As my closing remarks I want to share an anecdote that has struck me many times. The author G.K. Chesterton once entered a writing contest which asked the participants to answer the question “what’s wrong with the world today?” G.K. Chesterton wrote “I am,” and sent it in. While there is some truth in that, I know that we also can be the change that we want to see. Each moment that we live is a grace—as it’s a moment where we can grow in kindness. Each person we meet has dignity, worth, value, and their own unique story—we can come to know them intimately. Each breath we breathe is a gift and we can use it to breathe life into others. Each word on our lips should seek to heal with compassion–because with our words we can reawaken someones weary soul.

We can learn something from the very design of plants. Through them we learn what is necessary to grow, and what is needed to heal.