My Thoughts

Losing touch,
Disconnecting from all that ever was,
Do I learn to live here,
In the now as each wave presses in,
Passes through,
Cleanses me,
Bringing all that is needed seen, heard, felt,
Experienced, confronted, overcome,
Be as it needs to be,
Now…
Losing touch not with reality,
But choosing to immerse myself wholly,
Entirely, into my own life,
With all its mountains, valleys, 
Climbs, caves, cliffs,
Secret paths, blazing my own trail,
For this travel,
This journey,
These adventures,
I am all here.
All aware as it comes, becomes, leaves,
I observe, sense, live, figure out, rediscovering each step 
Of the way, who I am, who I am not, who I need to be,
Who I want to be…
Losing touch as in, how I define this;
Breaking barriers,
Breaking stereotypes,
Not being so obsessively worried about how I am perceived,
Or what people think, or what others may assume I am being,
Or I am doing.
Changing my focus,
Losing touch with the masses,
The judgement, the hatred, the fear,
The should’s, the could of’s, 
The unsolicited nit picking shame/blame,
The limitations of society standards, or other people or family
Try to put on us, or expect of us,
I choose to redirect and change my focus,
To lose touch with outer dictation,
To lose touch with my inner old narrations no longer relevant,
No longer serving any good, to realign to what needs healed,
Let go of, removed, overcome within me now, to take forward.
Aligning with however unconventional pertains to me,
Loving where I am , where I want to go, and how I choose to get there…
So I lose touch, disengage, disconnect, detach from the chaos,
Of doubt, remind myself of my worth, my truths, my experiences,
And choose to not repeat, but to be different, to be me.
I choose to dissociate with those attempting to put me into molds,
brackets. 
I choose to disconnect from the old patterned narrations within me,
Still begging to be my default way of being when I was in survival mode.
I choose to reappoint myself as my own leader, 
to rekindle the relationship with myself, 
Realize the trust I had in others needs to become full circle,
Just as I loved others, first we must give to ourselves, for balance & boundaries to be achieved.
I choose now not later to be relying on myself, honoring my heart, my beautiful mind, my intelligent soul, my fabulous body, to care more of what I need to remain strong and healthy.
So what, to how anyone else defines this, 
I choose to refine my own definitions,
Through my experiences,
Through my own filters, ascensions however I descend,
Through my own knowing that I know not everything,
Through my sensing, my expansions, my growth,
I choose to lose touch with what’s trending/what’s popular,
What is socially or privately accepted,
Be my own, become my own, 
Without inner or outer invalidation,
Lose touch, 
To re engage, to re equip, to re open,
To redevelop, to re-inspire, to rebirth,
However many times I need to,
No matter how many directions I may swirl,
No matter what, staying true to me every now,
Now, this has been my forever calling,
Not of status quo,
Not of the physical realm,
But of the spiritual sense of consciousness,
Of being who I choose to be,
Of doing what I have sought out to do,
Of believing in myself with everything that was,
Was for me to become the now me and the later me…
Melissa Palmer © Evolving Mirror
You may call it differently, as it pertains to you,
We all have our diversity, what means something to us,
May differ with someone else, this is what losing touch
Means to me, nothing to do with crazy or off the rocker,
But shedding infinitely as we live this life,
Take our journeys, these adventures,
Choosing to honor our unlearning,
As much as our Learning from everything, 
So do we live, love, laugh, cry, undo, remake,
Construct, transform.
Namaste,