Thank you

Dear World it’s me- Tilly

To: J, S & D

Thank you for every time you went left, when I thought you should have gone right. I thought it was my job to protect you, to fix-it, whatever ‘it’ was. I thought as a parent that I needed to clear the road so you didn’t stumble.

I was wrong.

Instead you taught me that even though you stumbled a little the path that was correct for you was the one you were on.

Thank you for telling me ‘no’ even if at the time I was upset, I thought I knew better, but as it turns out, you knew, you knew what was right and pure and true for your spirit, for your growth and for you to experience life your way.

Thank you for every mistake, not yours, but mine, for you, my dear sweet wonderful ones, taught me to grow and become better and learn. You took me with you on a journey that I never would of experienced. I would not be the person I am if I hadn’t taken those steps.

Thank you for teaching me to understand that you needed to be you, and that I needed to let go and look how wonderful you are, each of you, true to yourselves and walking the path you have chosen.

I will try harder not to worry so much, I know I worry too much, I trust you will make the right choice for you, and even if you don’t, I will trust you’re on the path you were meant to be on, for you have proven to me that you are your own beings, and capable of handling what life gives you, the good, and the bad.

Thank you for being amazing, and free, and loving, and thank you most of all for just being you.

I love you, I am proud of you, and I am so happy you are in my life ‘as is!’

Imperfection

Dear World- it’s me: Tilly

For me perfection is not in what is perfect, it is in the imperfections, every flaw and fiber of who you are, the good, the bad and the ugly. The dark and the light.

Reality

Truth

It is the obstacles defeated, the expereinces life has given you, the mars of the body

It is in the ability to see above, beyond & over, to see all of me, as I see all of you, existing honestly and knowing that you are true to yourself, as I am true to myself.

Perfection is often fake, an image, the illusion of what you want to show, the carefully hidden, the ‘make-up’ you apply to hide the fear you carry, scared or embarrassed by the flaws.

Perfect to me is about the courage to be confident with every scar showing

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Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring. ~Marilyn Monroe~

Come…play with me…

In a world of white beige or grey
I see blues, greens and reds
Fairies dancing
The enchanted

In a world of white wash
Transparent glass
I see oranges, yellow and purple
Pixies
The enthralled

In a world of faded light
Ignored by the masses
I see pinks, gold and silver
Glimmering Sprites
The mesmerized

I am colour
Come…
Play with me…

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Copyright ©  Tilly Rivers

Did I Take the Time

Copyright © 2005 Tilly Rivers. First published in poetry book: Blessings by Tilly Rivers.

To my warlock, I love you Puno, T

Did I take the time to show you?
How much I love you
Today

Did I tell you?
Your smile can change my point of view
Make my heart light
That I automatically smile back

Did I remember?
To touch you
Tell you without words
How much you make my spirit sing
How happy you make me every day

Did I look in your eyes?
Telling you from my inner self
How much your love fills me
Did I speak the words?
Today

findmeintherain_tillyriversWhen the time comes…

Look for me in the rain

Hold out your hand

I will be there

Some of us listen…

Listen

Copyright Tilly Rivers, 2005- all rights reserved

This poem is from the poetry book “Blessings” by Tilly Rivers written in 2005

The fountain of knowledge is forever pouring upon us
Some of us listen like a container turned upside down
Catching not a drop, spraying over in a useless manner
The container remaining empty
Physically attending to the words
Pretending to listen
In fact not listening at all-mentally some where else

Some of us listen
As a container with holes, the fountain leaks
The holes never be filled
We are trying with only half a heart
We retain only parts of the knowledge given
We are lacking the mindfulness and memory
To be filled completely

Some of us listen
With a vessel containing poison, the fountain isn’t pure
The container has been contaminated
We retain only the knowledge we can twist and spin
The intention to use it later, to harm another

If only we could listen with wholesome motivation
With love

If only we could listen with the same dedication
To the  core fountain
That each of us deserve

Dear World- The Gift Giver

Dear World- it’s me- Tilly

I love to give gifts, birthdays, anniversaries, Christmas, or any other holiday, but I also love to give gifts for no reason at all, just because.

Anyone can buy a gift, hand it to the person it is for- easy-peasy right?  However a true gift giver knows it is not only about ‘shopping’ it’s about finding something that represents the person. A true gift giver places this special treasure with tender care in the package, it does not have to be wrapped in layers of tissue, bows and ribbon to make it special, it could be as simple as a white plastic garbage bag!

Hand-made, store bought- re-gifted, it matters not, what matters is the love. Does it matter if it cost lots of money? No, price isn’t what counts. There is a flip side to this statement as well, if I choose to spend a lot of money, that is okay as well, because the price is the price for what I think is the perfect gift. Sometimes buying a smile is in order.

There is a down-fall as well, if the gift is rejected, or you see disappointment, you are heart-broken for you thought for sure they are going to love it, but you can’t please everyone, they are who they are, and want they want, next time I will get it right.

Giving to another is who I am, I love to give, and that won’t change, it is part of me and guess what? I like that part of me!

Sending love on the wings of the wind,

~T~