Courage to Release

She learned that love can quietly weigh,

When no one sees what you give away,
And being strong can fade to grey,
When you forget yourself each day.

She stood in roles she didn’t choose,
Carried more than she could use,
Smiled through what she had to lose,
Calling it peace in borrowed shoes.

But deep inside she heard her name,
Not in duty, not in blame,
Not every fire needs her flame
Not every burden bears her frame.

She stopped becoming what they needed,
Stopped watering seeds they planted,
Some systems grow on endless feed,
While she just learned to breathe and leave.

Kin can love and still confuse,
Still leave you stuck in what you lose,
Still make you question what you choose,
While calling it what you must do.

But she could not stay and pretend,
Some cycles do not truly mend,
They only loop and then extend,
Until you choose where they must end.

It wasn’t anger, it was truth,
A quiet reclaiming of her youth,
Not every bond is living proof,
Some are just lessons we go through.

And healing doesn’t always stay,
Where all the pain is asked to play,
Sometimes it means walking away,
To find yourself another day.

So she laid down what wasn’t hers,
The heavy things, the unseen spurs,
And chose a path that gently stirs,
A life that finally now occurs.

So she said, “I’m letting go,”
Of what was heavy on my soul,
Not every weight is mine to hold,
Not every story must be told.

It may break, but she will grow,
Even in the letting go,
She chooses peace, she chooses flow,
And now she finally knows…

She is free in letting go.

The Lady With a Vision a.k.a Visionary Woman

She’s not ashamed of a place where she’s nothing

She realises that her place of nothingness is a place of learning

And her place of somethingness is a place of service

Through the chosen platforms of her passion,

She rocks the stages of her growth

She is not defined by the tone of her skin

The width of her hips or the price of her clothes

She is worth far more than rubies

A physical, spiritual, emotional and mental being wrapped in one body

She is wholesome

She delights in simplicity

So she heals from the complexities of the mundane

Fame finds her and feels favoured

For she is rare and unexpected

She minds history, so she makes history

She could be a career woman, entrepreneur or stay-at-home mum

Whoever she may be, she knows she is not alone

She faces her fears and loves her process

She takes her mountains and levels them

A step today… a step tomorrow

She is unbothered by competition and human scales of measurement

She embraces herself, failure and all

She is not perfect but that’s okay

Progress is more important

She is wise enough to find her own company

She is designing the life she loves

Turning her can’ts into cans and her dreams into plans

Smashing her fears and becoming who God created her to be

She is salt and light, beautifully unique

She is the lady with a vision

Morning musings; Gratitude

Queues and queues
Long scattered lines of vehicles
At every station
Digging for refined black gold
Home and calm and just home

Phone calls unanswered
I had logged off from the world
Logged in within
Reached deep down to my core
To analyse personal and spiritual things

A knock on my door
Morning time
Birds chirping and chattering
Skies unfolding with bright light
A gift of a gallon

Teach us Lord
To embrace the stressless life
One willed from within
Help us keep walking
In the Consciousness of stillness

A few of my favourite things

Chunky bracelets on cute small wrists
Lots of adventure, wide grins and smiles
To think that I was able to actuallly swim
Mentorship that inspires

Heels by weekends, flats through the week
Colours and fresh air
Sunshades on his eyes looking at me looking at him
Expressions of love and care

Beautifully put together scribblings
Watermelon and pineapple kebabs
Voices...subtle,textured as the ocean's breeze
To specialize yet be versatile

The smell of heated coffee,cream and ginger
Shabby chic furnishing
Cheese and water crackers
Rainbows and boxes tied up with strings

The red sofa I met with some time ago
Ruby woo beneath stretchy kinky
Earring holes anew
Fluffy pompoms and wooly knits

The joy of eureka
Knowledge of the word
The wisdom in Inertia
The simplicity in penning a thought

Divided Labour
To be able to wear skirts more often
Drinks with the ladies in warmth
To be still and thankful when left with little

The freedom to surge
The ability to express
The satisfaction of becoming
Sounds of Laughter from ML and FN

Brown paper bags and packages 

To be called Mum
Fitness and mindful fingers
To hold and be held in accord

These are a few of my favourite things!

Conversations with time

Time oh time...are you friend or are you foe?

One thing to me, something else to another

Coming slowly only to pass by swiftly

You sow and reap and come and go

You conceal and reveal

Opening up secrets that only you had hidden at first

Pushing people farther and binding others together

Some get hurt and others you heal

Time oh time…are you family are you stranger?

You are today, tomorrow, a moment, a season,

Here and there and far and near

Encouraging me to forget and helping me remember

One with false hopes quickly comes to the realization

That nothing hides beneath the sun and soon you will speak

Some will be caught up in your wrath

Fortunately others will receive salvation

Time oh time... I shall never understand you shall I?


Yours Truly,
TRULYAdlyne

I used to have a best colour

I used to have a best color

My best color was green

One day I woke up

And discovered life was but too green

And that was about all I could see

I loved other colors no doubt

But fixated I was, on being known for something
This made this color my always-obvious choice

I acquired it in all shades and all items

It was my black

It wasn’t something to be worried about

But it hindered my views and thoughts about other colors

I didn’t get to appreciate them as much

Didn’t get to love them enough
Enough to fill my life with items in their shades and tones

I took a stand and thought to just try

And if I missed green so much

I could always run back to it

For it was my comfort zone
My feel good place

The decision to try

Has freed my life

Now I love all kinds of colors

And I see and observe combinations that others don’t
Now I'm aware

I’m now willing to try them all

I have so much fun in their embrace
The scales are fallen
My heart is more open
I'm receptive

Having too many restrictions shields us from truly living

I was blind but now I see
Tomorrow when I’m asked “what is your best color?”

I’ll say “I used to have a best color"

"My best color was green”

Yourstruly
TrulyAdlyne

Happy New year folks!

Happy 2013

As the year comes to a start
We pray that all that we need we'll have
Through all up hill tasks
We will laugh
Hard times will not last
But despite all our trials
We will dance
And In the euphoria of great things only we'll bask

...Happy New year family!

Yourstruly
TrulyAdlyne