Everything (ONE) is connected
“My name is Octavio Coleman, Esquire and for more than 40 years, I have given my life, my spirit and my vital energy in pursuit of one endeavor to illuminate the oneness which lays hidden in plain sight right before your eyes and under your nose. To highlight the illusion…
a poem
How do I tell you…
that i’m dying.
dying to live.
dying to make memories.
dying to dance in the streets under the glows of the rising moon.
dying to call upon you as if you’re my one.
But we’re all dying, so what’s the big fucking deal?
How do I tell you…
that i can’t stop thinking about you…
A poem
“And yet, there is beauty in the way they find each other: slowly, in a fragile dance of sidelong glances and accidental touches. To see them come together, souls binding without knowing each other as we do, without being certain of what the other’s heart holds, is to learn something…
The healing components of honest work
“Your purpose in life is to find your purpose and give your whole heart and soul to it.” — Buddha
My purpose in life? Some days, I think it’s to be that healing source of light to those who are floundering in the dark, as I too have once been…
I don’t believe him
Because of you,
I don’t believe him
when he tells me he loves me,
or when he leans in closer to whisper
he’ll never leave me.
Because of you,
I’ve put all my fucking walls up again,
forbidding anyone to let them down,
nor allowing the light to shine in
on my darkening heart…
Awakening the Chakras After Suffering from Trauma
“IT IS UP TO US, HOW WE EXPLORE THE GREAT WONDERS IN OUR BODY, ITS LIFE FORCE, AND SUBTLE CENTERS WE CALL “CHAKRAS.” WE CAN EITHER DENY THAT THEY EXIST OR LEARN TO UNDERSTAND, WORK AND AWAKEN THEM IN ORDER TO LIVE A MORE FULFILLING LIFE ON PLANET EARTH.” …
And why I’ve manifested my own space now
Space: the area in the room that’s filled with laughter, memories, goings-on that aren’t quite seen by the naked eye.
Space: the area beyond your realm of life as you know it, occupying the airs surrounding those you may never meet.
Space: the area outside of this bubble of Earth that appears…
I needed to die to live
I was living in this state of bliss I like to call Dream World. Except it wasn’t bliss at all. And it wasn’t a dream, either.
I was like a diamond, reflecting different flaws at varying angles — revealing my impurities only to those who peered into my life just…
a poem
i love the way you hold my body closely to yours as your whisper in my ear: i’ve missed you, baby
i hate the way you look down to the floor as you tell me you’ll be mine (maybe)
i love the way you stare deeply into my soul as…
But emerging from it a butterfly
I fled from my ghastly past nearly in a sprint to brighter days, toward the scorching heat of Las Vegas. I emerged there a new me, surrounded in vibrant culture I knew not existed. Craving the need to heal from my prior woes, I practiced yoga daily, began to flourish…
