Month: September 2020

Breathe, young grasshopper

Posted on by Psalmer Joy

Journal entry from May 24, 2017:

“I am on the road to self discovery. I have so much that I desire to learn about my own true self. I don’t need anyone to tell me who I am. I know it! I just now want to become aware of it. My awareness will allow me to transcend myself, allowing for growth and freedom. I think the best place to start is breathing. Its the thing that starts after birth and its the last thing to go at death. Breathing quiets the mind. “

Rainbow breathing….

Slowly inhale….see the color RED at the base of your foot.

The deeper you inhale, the higher RED fills your body like water filling up a cup.

See RED fill you completely.

Your entire being is RED as air can no longer fill your lungs.

Hold the air in your lungs. Hold the color RED in your body.

As you slowly exhale, see the RED turn black as it drains out of your body, starting from your head to your chest to your pelvic to your legs and out through your foot.

Exhale it completely until your lungs are completely flat.

Slowly inhale…see the color ORANGE.

See it fill your body from your feet to your head…Hold it.

ORANGE now black leaves you as you exhale it completely out of your feet.

Continue again with each breath cycle replacing Orange with YELLOW, next GREEN, then BLUE, PURPLE, and finally PINK.

The heaviness in your chest, around your neck, and down your lower back eases just enough for you to breathe deeper and hold it longer.

This has been life changing for me even after three years discovering this technique. I think of it as recalibration. We recalibrate machines, instruments, cars . Why not our minds?

So just breathe….recalibration in progress…

Pain Drops

Posted on by Psalmer Joy 
Pain drops in a puddle of tears,
A puddle of tears that gets larger
And bigger the longer I live.

But I hear, “Give it to me.”
I know exactly who it is, but I go back to my pain.
As I look into the puddle,
A reflection of the old is all I see,
And this broken girl is crying,
Reaching out to me.

“Give it to me.” I hear again.
I ignore it, I ignore the voice from within.
I want to help the girl trapped in my puddle of tears.
I want to free her, but I can’t reach her.
She seems so close,
But my hands not strong enough, not long enough.
The little girl is not heavy, but she’s just carrying too much stuff.

So I turn to the voice that has been crying out to me,
I beg Her to save this little girl trapped in my own slavery.

“Free her, My Savior, free her,
So I can no longer drop these tears of pain.
Free her, so that salvation may draw near
Free her, I pray to you, Inner Leader…..
Pain now drops in the Lady of Light's hands,

The process of letting go has begun as I’m in the care of Her.
That is why I open my mouth and and let her bells freely ring,
Knowing I have destroyed the old and now, we doing a new thing.

Why Write?

Posted on by Psalmer Joy

When the ink hits the paper, I am transported to a new world. Time is not a priority. We know not of walls of restrictions and pressure-packed expectations. There is perfect synchrony in the universe in our minds. No stress. No worries. No panic and burdens for the need of control.

It feels real. I react as if it is my reality. Nothing about it feels like a dream. My heart beats as if I am on Earth, taking in oxygen for my mortal survival. But I feel immortal in my word. I feel stronger and peaceful…and free.

I share my world with you not for applause or rewards. Rather I open myself up to you to prove to myself that the images in my head can actually be articulated in written form; and if it can, then maybe this Earth can be saved from the slave masters of normalcy.

I live in two worlds and I have a favorite…Guess which one. I choose my world every time. It is me in my natural form…Just Psalmer. And I love it like that. I will always love my mind…my dreams…my thoughts…my emotions….

And I hope you will as well….