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Revive the Beat of your Heart

Posted on by Kerri Elizabeth

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A heart embrace with nature’s pace revives a heart in that place. 

Kerri Elizabeth

Revived with a spark in the eyes.

A heart was revived from behind the eyes.

A healing of depth comes from a look so intense.

It shakes the ground, there is no frown.

The heart braces what memory erases.

A memory of the heart leaves an impact we often feel we can’t part.

Memory in the mind is often put back in the sub conscious line.

When will it surface and how will it take hold?

Will you be able to re-train that memory hold?

Often a thought is moved and massaged, changed and replaced and it’s done in that space.

Where did it go, did we really let go?

Often it takes another embrace so that you know you can lift that heart place.

We don’t know it can be done for sure until we lift it and endure.

Behind the eyes is a heart and soul, a depth you think only you truly know.

Behind the eyes comes a surprise.

Will the depth of what is inside, push through to the other side?

A heart is revived, massaged and declared to be alive from a look behind the eyes.

Can you give it and receive it, can you hear it and feel it, can you open it and look into it and can you trust when you’re with it?

Taking time to know where your heart takes hold.

Take the time to know if your heart is on overload.

Take the time to let go and take the time to create moments in life that open you up for challenging the inside.

Feel the depth to your toes, feel the sunshine on your face, feel the warm of the intense embrace.

Let the depth touch you behind the eyes, the heart becomes truly revived.

A jump in a lake, a fish on your plate, a hammock and a healing embrace goes behind the eyes to a depth inside not many know is there.

Sunshine on every present moment, look behind the eyes to the other side.

Stand Upside Down

Posted on by Kerri Elizabeth

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Hear the sound inside, turn it up or down, dance to it and let peace turn a frown upside down.

Kerri Elizabeth 

It’s amazing what a sound can do.

Turn up the volume on your life and turn it down now and then.

Rest in the softer sounds and dance to it again.

I realized there is a volume on life in my head.

Can you turn it down and drown out the sound?

Or turn it up when you want to sing out loud?

Can you turn it up and dance and turn a frown upside down?

There is a sound that will spark up your heart and soul.

There is a sound that will try to take control.

There is a sound that can make your heart beat faster.

There is also a sound that can wipe you off your feet.

A sound can bring a tear and wipe away a fear.

A sound can comfort you and sometimes it can consume you too.

Simply a sound can make a moment so profound.

A voice, a word, a song, a swear word, a whisper, a scream and laughter they all seem to spark a feeling that needs a volume to turn it up or down for meaning.

Do you have your finger on the volume in your head, reset it now and again.

Take time to release the sounds that don’t give you peace all around.

There is freedom in the volume, dance or cry to the sound.

Sometimes it takes both at the same time to turn a frown upside down.

SUNSHINE

I Am Revealing My Influence.

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Influenced by the lines and bodies, the art of life reveals to me it is the influence that creates the art we see.

Kerri Elizabeth

There is no way not to be influenced by life and people I see.

A book, a word, an athletic move, a conversation, a smile and good or bad food, allow that by without a feeling or having an influenced thought revealing.

Whether you like it or you don’t are not the answer, what I see is the energy allowed to change it, fix it, influence it or accept it.

No matter which way you choose, you are influenced by that moment and something changes, your mind, your emotion, your opinion, your move, your conversation, your feeling and sometimes a mood.

Some will stand up in a second and say that did not affect me, I’llI refuse it, I’ll think it away, that’s fine for you, that is your influence too and your position in life you choose.

Just those comments alone prove to me it did influence you in a way that you are changed to use the energy to explain and say, it did not affect me in any way.

That means to me we are influenced every day by the presence of what people do and say.

How we choose to interpret that is really the answer to that fact.

I kept thinking I could ignore that, what became more real to me is that I am that.

I am an influence when I talk, when I walk or when I smile, I am an influence in every way, to myself and to anyone I pass along the way.

If you draw a square on the paper and then remove the line the center of the square that was there is still there without the line.

WOW this concept shook my ground, is it possible that without my body I still exist, how far does this thought go and what is the influence I feel and show?

The only way I know is to plant my feet in the ground somewhere, to feel the reality of earth and my own beliefs at the core of me from birth.

With every line or circle or person you see, take away the line and body and what’s left is influence not seen.

 What is between the lines physically a man or machine can reveal, inside that influence is then something even a machine  or man can not reveal or conceal for you.

It is your drawing influenced by lines and words, by food, by people, by air by ground, by religion and sound.

Each moment is influenced by something we see, do, feel, taste, smell or tell.

You are an influence and so am I, without the body and the lines; I want to know what does your influence try to hide?

My body and my mind will not be defined as the cage I am holding all that is divine.

Influence is between the body and lines, the space that has no definitive line.

Influencing the Sunshine and love with no defining line I can send it out and know it is only my body and my lines that hold my feelings trapped inside.

It is the influence of the body and line that caused the shift for me to re-define how far I can love and how deep I can feel.

My lines I can change or erase, I am the artist of my influence and you are the grace of perception that teaches me how my art affects you infinitely.

Thank you for your body and lines, the art of the world is truly a canvas revealed to me.

A WARRIORS MOTHER WITH LOVE

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There is no choice other than love for me, I am a warrior’s mother chosen to be.

Kerri Elizabeth

Relapse into the greatest love of all.

Relapse is a word that explains, time to kick ass and take names.

A good cry and a few swear words will suffice and then action and believing is my own advice.

The news hit hard, the words took charge, my heart dropped a few beats and my chest became tight and landed at my feet.

My brain lost oxygen, nearing the feeling of passing out, the initial feeling has to make its way out.

Tears soaked my face; shaking took over me from the inside feeling the memory of the pain he had to endure the first time.

He doesn’t want to talk, he says he doesn’t want this in existence, he says he’s ok and I know he is, in his own explanation that’s the only way he chooses this moment to live in.

One moment at a time, he’s at work right now, writing songs and living what he loves to do.

His strength is beyond measure, his perseverance is his deepest treasure, he is full of love and compassion inside, and he has a tough exterior to some outside.

He saves his heart for only the best and those that make it inside are forever loved and protected by his warrior spirit all the time.

He takes one moment at a time and reminds me along the way, to stop and allow his journey to be his way.

He reminds me we all have a path we choose and when he gets the chance he reminds me where he learned that too.

So after a few hours have passed and tears have flooded my path and my heart has felt the impact, I now am reminded of this precious gift where both of us learned a new language gift.

Listen to me mom, with all your might, listen to me and hear me inside, look at me and see me and hear what I am telling you freely.

The only thing I would change about my childhood mom is that I would be heard without you saying a word.

I have the honor as his mother to listen to his heart and feel his music, to hear his words and hear his feelings.

I can dance to his music, laugh with his humor and cry with his pain and I can stand tall and remember I was given this position as his mother, trusted and chosen to be the strongest warrior’s mother.

So my shoulders are back, my posture is stellar, my mind is intact, my oxygen is level.

My spirit will carry me through the shift in the wind, and I will keep the gap that divides my fears and tears with pure love within.

He is a warrior child and he is my son, there is nothing inside that will tear that down, his strength and determination is more than profound.

So today will pass in an hour or so and tomorrow will bring me another day to continue to show him that I am listening without a word to whatever he feels he can put into words.

Every moment matters and I will continue to be, strength, perseverance, determination and purpose to be a warrior’s mother every day.

He  has a girlfriend beautiful and bright, she radiates love and light, her heart abounds with passion in life and she has made it inside to his warrior life.

He has three sisters as well and let me tell you this army of love has nothing but strength in it.

There are always choices except this one, love is the only option in this family, there is nothing bigger than our hearts working together as one.

With all the love that surrounds him and the strongest love within him, he is always an inspiration to me and to anyone honored to be around him, look for him and see, he is a musician and a writer of his own music and beat.

SUNSHINE on every MOMENT with LOVE as the only option and component.

Four Parts to My Heart!

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Four children, four spirits and four hearts, my three daughter’s and my son, our love is priceless and can never be undone.

Kerri Elizabeth

I love you the four parts of my heart.

Four parts to my heart, my three daughters and my son.

They grew up so beautiful, all of them, with the most amazing hearts and minds and love in them..

I have lived with them all moved out now for a year, you’d think it would be easier and I’d shed less tears.

I love seeing them grow and want to explore, I love that they all love to experience more.

I love the smiles, the enchanted talks, the hours on the phone and the dates and the walks.

I love meeting them one by one and seeing and hearing tell me all about their life on the run.

I love the late talks and sometimes tears, the fears we have all grown out of through the years.

Over the hills and through the woods with stories that will never get old.

In all the funny ways we told each other, “I love you” through the years, they have filled me and moved me and taught me to breathe, to live, to laugh, to take time to be free.

I love you my children, your smiles, your hugs, your laughter, your tears, your years of love.

I love you my children for each moment I have shared with you, the nights of talks, the endless lectures you endured, running miles, working out, eating healthy most of the time and allowing sugar on weekends were sometimes fun.

I love you the four parts to my heart, my three daughters and my son.

Even when I haven’t been the best mother, even when I lose my mind now and then, thank you for loving me all the time, for forgiving and living the love within and always knowing I’d be back to give hugs and kisses and start again.

I love you all every second of every day.

I love you all no matter how far apart we live.

I love you all so very much, no words can explain my love enough.

I love you each of you the most and I love all the years you knew it was you and still to this day it holds true.

I love you the four parts to my heart, my three daughters and my son.

Sunshine