Mistakes are cool.
I call them redirections—
the grail that holds the potential
for all our reinventions.

What if they come
to remind us
of our heart’s true intentions—
the dreams we dream of
but never dare mention?

Maybe they even point
to the answers we seek
to our big, eternal questions.

We tread carefully,
trying so hard to avoid learning the lesson-
and yet
we never truly pay attention.

Do we?

We’re bound by the world’s imposed expectations,
But honestly—
how do we ever find the Connection
if we keep performing the dance
with such dedication?

Where is the mess?
The mire and distress?
The indigestible tension
that pulls the guttering out of us
and spills like infection?

I think we mis-took our mis-takes
for downfalls.
What if we defied the convention?

What if we’re missing
the gist of it;
the heartline to freedom—
the road to revelation?