Senses

Everything you feel, touch,, smell, see, taste has its own energy, its own life. When you deny this fact, the energy will find a way to make its presence known, acknowledge or?

The wood your coffee table is made from, was once alive, it stood proud in a forest

It was a home for families, essential nourishment for some, security for others

The glass that your windshield is made of was once alive, it surfed on a seashore

Unwavering at its task to give life, and nourishment, and a sanctuary to living beings

The clothing you wear is made of cotton, it played and teased the open field,

bathed in the sun, drank in the rain, offered life, wealth, and vitality to the loved

We share this world with so many that we refuse to acknowledge, and yet their energy is ever-present, undeniable to some, unexplainable to others, allusive to few

Most everyone will recognize the energy of living things; people, animals, nature

Some will recognize the energy of a house, room, vehicle, toys, inanimate objects

Few will recognize the energy of a color, a shadow, a light, a temperature,

Most will sense the slow, creeping energy of fear, violence, hatred, anger and betrayal

Many know the dread of sensing the energy of anger, hate, violence, and frustration

Some are able to sense the more subtle energies of a kiss, a smile, a tear, or a blink

A few go through life barely acknowledging the sense of energy in the world around, most have the luxury of turning their sensory preceptors on and off but I…

I am part of a group that is larger than those that cannot sense or feel and much smaller than those w/ the ability to control the energy around by tuning it in or out

I and those like me are tuning forks for the world, I feel with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns. Pain, fear, grief, and heartbreak awakes energy that sears my heart inflames my soul, and pierces every one of my senses. I vibrate from others joy.

My heart soars unimaginable heights when I witness kindness, generosity, compassion

Everything you feel, touch,, smell, see, taste has its own energy, its own life. When you deny this fact, the energy will find a way to make itself known, to be acknowledged.