HEALING WORDS
Sharing my embodied truth journey as a healing artist through my spoken words capturing my homecoming & ancestral awakening. Love notes to you & your soul <3 Thank you for reading!
POEMS by Kat
Releasing
The resistance
The pain.
The struggle
The sabatoge
unconscious & conscious
all limitations in all lifetimes
that mask the true beauty
the true magic
the true essence of my limitless being.
Neurodivergence
a beautiful imprint of unique thought
What is typical & average anyway
who defines “the norm”
science or influencers or news or social media trends
funded by who & influenced by who
we are each a divergent mix of experiences, emotions, struggles & joy.
We are human & the experience is its own spectrum of neurodiversity.
Jornada sin palabras
emociones sin sentimientos
libertad sin ser libre
baile sin rumba
aprendizaje sin inteligencia
Opciones sin el poder de escoger
Bienestar sin curación
La dualidad y ciclo de vida
Las dos existencias pueden ser una.
Life is indeed a circle, a constant passing of cycles, shapes & patterns to create anew over & over again.
Two small cuts
like a paper cut she says
yet opening the wounds of your ancestors
telling you its time
it’s time to say no
to toxic patterns, cycles, & beliefs
passed from grandparent to grandchild
It’s time to say goodbye
Release the past with love & grace over force.
It is time & you are ready to heal
or rather you are healed & thereby healing your future lineage
just because you said no.
My triggers as my teachers.
are my traumas unexplored
itching to be seen
scratching to be heard
rising to the surface
to be healed
to be held
to be transformed
~ The Alchemist of Pain
My movement is a prayer.
A prayer for peace deep within your being.
A prayer for pleasure expressed unapologetically.
A prayer for power held within the stories of your ancestors found in your cells, your bones, your blood & your breathe.
I am an alchemist
I am a transmuter
I am a conduit
I am a transformer
I am that which shapes, molds & holds our trauma into treasures.
I am a flashlight
a magnifying glass
I am the new earth’s alchemist
The Spectrum
of emotions yet to share
of sexuality eager to explore
of intelligence with many labels
of spirit reflecting shades of love
of coming home to the story of my body.
You carried me through a scary moment.
Where I lay legs spread open
to strangers
investigating the bumps that spoke of stories of the past and abuse
not honoring the true power of being a woman… which lies in between our legs
the power of creation
the power of ritual
the power of ceremony
the power of pleasure
the power of life itself
the power to start & stop wars
the power to rebirth anew
~ A single breath
What am I waiting for
a story untold
a story unleashed
a story untamed
a story of shame, anger, pain, guilt, fear, sex, love, compassion, kindness & forgiveness.
MY BODY shook
as a reminder of fear passing through
a moment in time
to survive, like the animal kingdom
yet another reminder of the pain
the pain from a time far away
not in your lifetime
the echoes of your family before
reminding you why you’re here
to live embodied
in this moment
and honor all those that lived before
you took a breath on earth
your simple existence & being is magic
a miracle of its own
An own passed down the decades, centuries, the milenia
in a galaxy far, far away.
Choose the path of least resistance is my prescription.
What if the resistance is my portal to truth
my portal to uncovering the unknown.
one baby step at a time.
BAHAY, a word in my native tongue
that longs for exploration
a discovery of it’s true meaning
within my soul, this human vessel
a longing, a feeling, a being, a knowing
Bahay isn’t outside of me
Bahay is found within
after years of searching, unknowingly
then boom
a remembrance
a birthing
an understanding
that I was never separate than bahay
Bahay is my being.
I do not.
I do not apologize.
I do not apologize for my curves.
I do not apologize for my shades.
I do not apologize for my color.
I do not apologize for my pain.
I do not apologize for my expression.
I do not apologize for my story.
I do not apologize for my depth.
I do not apologize for my expansiveness.
I do not apologize for my views.
I do not apologize for my edges.
I do not apologize for my hurt.
I do not apologize for my gifts.
I do not apologize for my trauma and their transformation to treasure, the peaks, the valleys, the rivers, the mountains.
I do not apologize for my beauty, period.
“Stillness is a power move”
“I am ______. Whatever I think I am and also what I am not.”
“I am safe to let go, to feel, & to experience myself fully.”
“The release is in the resistance”
“We are what we see in the world”
Más palabras…
Dear Crying,
I’m sorry for shaming you
Please forgive me for rejecting you
Thank you for being
I love you for the tears of your expression
& your infinite meanings.
The freedom is in the surrender.
A Gift of Allowance
Remembrance
Permission
to be
all parts of me
alive whole & complete
Why do I fear my thoughts
Why do we fear our thoughts
to learn we are not our thoughts
& understand they are simply
a string of words
that hold no weight
unless we assign value
a value that holds a charge
an emotional charge
that simply means energy in motion
all around us, within us
in constant exchange.
Exclusion
Exclusion Escapism
of my darkness
my shadows
my anger
my frustration
my confusion
or is it mine at all
in my awakening
to the matrix
the grid of life
a return to the real home
within the contours of my heart.
I am
a collision of time & space
a group of matter
that coexists in unimaginable magnitudes
of wondrous paths, flows, cells & systems
moving & working in harmony to be… me
IN THE MIDDLE a liminal space
of no beginning or an end
the gray area in life
in between certainty & uncertainty
a holding pattern if you will
that teaches me to surrender
trust the process
trust in yourself
trust in your path
leading you to a destination unknown
beyond your wildest imagination
a dream ready to be lived, fulfilled, & unleashed.
Someone once told me
Stars can’t shine without the darkness, how can you honor yours?
Earth, come play with me
Water, Come flow with me
Fire, come dance with me
Air, come swirl with me
Space, come be with me.
I move to feel
I move to express
I move to play
I move to honor
I move to celebrate
I move to heal
I move to be
fully and w’holy me.
THE MIRACLE that is me
that is you, that is the
one that stands before me
long long before
across generations, time & space
dimensions & realms
How many came before who united to birth another then another and another x infinity
leading to the existence of this moment
writing with a pen in hand
sharing my soul’s journey to understanding
I, you, me, and we are the miracle.
The Many Faces
Which way you arrive is all but a surprise
Sometimes its sudden
Simmering
Other times it’s an endless scream
or a stuttering whisper
Maybe the stroke of paint
or the marks of a pen
on a clean sheet of paper
or a crumpled crinkly sheet
you shine on a dance floor
or mindful martial arts
possibly a pounding of fists
or fingers slicing through air
an eruption of tears
or could it be laughter
held in a single breathe
a single look
a stroke of pain
masked with a smile
yet boiling under the surface
I am the opposite of love.
I am the divine balance.
hello says, sacred rage.
I fell so deep
so deep in love
breathed into my being
a love I had never encountered
I felt it in my bones, my gut, my heart
and my skin
like the fascia had transformed
enveloping me with
the kind of love that
holds you
molds you
makes you stronger
and lighter at the same time
a love that transcends
time
space
reality
void
distance
the sacred, the divine, the union
of my shadow & my sun
my lunar & my solar
my feminine & my masculine
my dark & my light
the beauty
the majestic
the royal
the mystical
that is a love for self
a love for your story
a love for your being
after spending a lifetime
of shame, hiding & unworthiness
IT’S TIME TO SHINE
IT’S TIME TO EMBRACE
IT’S TIME TO CELEBRATE
all the parts of your existence
& continue to explore the oceanic depths of you. ©2-2-22
