Alexandra Gonzalez
Stories (3/0)
Dreaming
a blurry mind upon awakening from a world that makes much more sense to me than this one. where cliffs hang low meeting neon blue waters and i can find my friends again. there are skies of pulsating life, a breathing organ we all scrape our feet against. my spirit seeks refuge in the essence of my loved ones and in the small town constructed by the memory of a much younger me. it is pink and orange and calm, beside my older sister i sit and wonder if any of this is real. “of course it is” says her wide eyes - emeralds that i wish to place in my jewelry box mind forever. i wander down the peach tinted beach, so dreamy and divine is the chaos that trails behind me. my body against the sand, an embrace of this world. appreciation for silence. i close my eyes. you always find me. i am sure that you never left.
By Alexandra Gonzalez5 years ago in Poets
Purpose
My purpose is to heal my Self, to share my truth from a loving space and hope that you can relate or recognize something in Me that awakens what is already inside of You. i want to share my truth and my realities for others to reflect upon... to awaken their inner awareness and healing.. and as we individually heal ourselves we collectively heal each other. i am a mirror. and a character. we are one. i am here to love and to be and to enjoy this blissful experience in all its ways. won’t you join me? it is beyond judgment and lingering fear. do not operate through doubt and worry of the others.
By Alexandra Gonzalez5 years ago in Poets
Alchemist Ablaze
the more i ask my self how i truly feel - the more silence i receive as an answer. it is a few days into november as the sun and moon dance with each other within me. they morph and cry and balance. and wrap around me tightly in a dizzying distraction from the many days that pass through me. they say the veils have been lifted and that something is on the horizon, bringing forward a new frame work of being. perhaps, the final blow to scatter the ashes of this idea. embers to transform into flame as i prepare to set my soul on fire. ajna spoke so passionately about how they will sail across the sea to watch you set yourself ablaze. i intend to do so. the crowd collects and grows by the presence of my past selves - those who have bled, torn and soaking in salt tears from the broken child that had to let go - they have come back to embrace me. and to be embraced as well. we are alchemists, my love. it is reassuring to remember that all can be transformed within this moment. i saw you in my dreams and heard my self release the words - “healing is a spiral”. and i love you for it. it is something to be gentle with the dainty fragments of existence, for the animals of my wild mind begin to trust again. coming towards me slowly from the dark of the shadows, bright eyes like candle light, cold melting as we collide in eternal recognition. returning home to the warmth of a mothers love. i feel i can only truly be free once i have loved and released all that i have ever known. the secrets of the universe reveal themselves like a trail of crumbs i left for my self to find a long time ago. i am protected in my journey.
By Alexandra Gonzalez5 years ago in Poets