CEMENTED IN AN ILLUSION

For being such a confident person,
I have a splash of insecurity too.
I really dislike its flare ups.
The land is cultivated.
A seed is pitched,
and it sprouts,
becoming its own separate entity.
Turning on its matriarch,
seizing total domination.
Playing me like a puppeteer!

Yesterday’s fears
haunt today.
Events which would otherwise
go unnoticed,
get magnified and distorted,
as if I’m looking through
a Funhouse mirror.

They compound
and gather momentum.
A runaway horse
trampling through my mind
and crushing my heart.
Tangled up in a labyrinth,
with no way out.
Cemented in an illusion
of my own creation.

How does one reconcile
thoughts twisted
in your own mind,
especially when your sounding board
has knotted circuit breakers?

How do you release yourself
from your own conjuring?

When your measuring tool
is what’s contorted,
how do you escape Mr. Houdini?

Unravel each crumpled thought,
one by one,
like the rubber bands
encased in a golf ball.
Fling them away.
Choose a mantra.
Sing your praises
in surround sound.
Mute self-doubt.

Breathe in Love!
Breathe out Gratitude!
Repeat.

Let go.
Let live.
Be free.
Fly!

Nancy L. Baskin Michlin, M.Ed., C.H.C
June 2, 2015
Poem #397

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My Bravado Is Back! 

I have owned it.
I’ve identified with it.
I am Proud.
And I Celebrate.

In parallel,
there are still times
it almost seems like
it happened to a different person.
A universe on a lateral plane.

I see myself on a video screen…
It does not look like me.
It doesn’t feel like me.
It feels like someone
totally separate from me.

Sometimes I wonder,
who is this woman
who looks back at me?
I am proud of her.
I am in awe of her.
I am amazed
she is me.

She stands
before humanity,
completely exposed.
Emotionally.
Spiritually.
Physically.

Openly sharing the scars
that burned her soul.
Displaying the indelible
Purple Heart
slashed across her chest.
The remnants of
relentless mutilation.

Where was the turn?
When was the shift?
There was a time,
she could barely
have her husband look upon her.
Even the mirror
was her foe.
Now she’s poised
before the world to behold.

She. Me. Her. I.
broke through a protective barrier,
without even knowing it,
until stepping through the debris.
Brick by brick,
the Dividing Wall
melted away.
Almost imperceivable.

The Phoenix has risen,
soaring through
the majestic sky,
over the mountaintops,
to new heights,
and a breathtaking view!
Panoramic landscapes.

No more hiding.
Like a long lost friend,
my bravado is back!

Nancy L. Baskin Michlin
May 14 – 16, 2015
Poem #396
STRIPPED: Deconstructed + Reconstructed

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Radio Spot! Back To Health 4 Life! 

If you have a minute (okay an hour), please listen to my guest spot on the Love, Trust, Pixie Dust radio show! We talk about ways to increase your overall health and wellness! 

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Get Back To Health 4 Life!

I gave a presentation on stress reduction to a small group of cancer survivors at the downtown YMCA yesterday. The presentation was included in their LiveStrong program. It went great. There was a lot of positive feedback afterward. I was told my presentation was eye opening, great information, and they could feel my passion!

I am speaking throughout the DFW area. Let me know if you’d like to schedule a presentation for one of your networking/social groups or employee wellness programs. Let’s all put the LIFE back in our style and get Back To Health 4 Life!

Nancy L. Baskin Michlin, M.Ed.
Certified Health Coach

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