Category: poetry

You Are Already Perfect and Complete

Posted on by Dawn Gluskin

~RELEASE~

You are already perfect and complete. Everything you need is inside of you. Right now.

There is nothing more to BE.

You are being called to simply: R-e-l-e-a-s-e.

It’s time to LET GO, love.

Loosen your grasp on ALL:

The stories you’ve made up about yourself.

The other-people’s-beliefs that you’ve allowed to mean something about yourself.

All the ways you numb so you don’t have to sit with the discomfort that you feel within yourself.

The iron-clad walls you’ve put up to protect yourself.

The comparison, the worries, the not-worthy’s.

The: I’m too much or I’m not enough’s.

The blame, the shame, the guilt.

The many voices of fear.

The unexpressed anger. And sadness. The unspoken truths.

And, all the other emotions that have been bottled up for far too long — creating a pressure-cooker situation inside of you – just waiting to EXPLODE at any time.

We live in a world that says more, more, more. Faster. Bigger. Better. Work harder. Do more. Be more.

But, we’ve been fed a web of lies. >>The un-learning process is where your true power lies. <<

The waiting for tomorrow, a mystical place where all the magical dreams happen …. must end now.

Because NOW is the only moment we ever have.

Your job right right now is to focus on releasing ALL that no longer serves,

So that you can fill up with:

~The sweet vibration of Love

~The remembrance of the truth of who you are

~The frequencies & codes that will help you ascend into your highest truth

~ The soul family who you are meant to call in & magically co-create with

~ The potential to be, do, and have everything you’ve come to this earth, at this time, to experience.

~All the purpose, abundance, joy, & love that is your birthright.

Your TRUTH is the sexiest, most powerful, precious gift that you have.

YET.. most of us are walking through life HIDING it … or not even sure what “it” is — because it’s buried beneath all the layers of protection, confusion, self-doubt, conditioning.

It’s heavy. And, you, my dear, are made of light. It’s time to let go. Isn’t it?

Release. So you can fly.

Are you ready? <3

I’ve got you!

I LOVE YOU!

#liberationfrequency

P.S.  I am holding space and helping clear energy for one more magical being who is being called to work privately for the next 90 days.

This is for the one who is in the midst of a big life transformation and/or being called to step into something new (and scary/exciting) & feel a high-level of support would serve to help clear space and create the next soul-aligned life chapters. Only if you’re ready to show up FULLY — send me a message here. ❤️

I am. An ode to Truth.

Posted on by Dawn Gluskin

New poetry. Born post-1am last night. The muse showed up and wouldn’t let me sleep until it was written. I love/hate when that happens. 🙂 ❤Have a beautiful day!!!
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I am.
Woman. Radiant. Wise.
Sunshine.
And blue skies.

I am.
Light. A light. The light.
The reflection of the moon.
Tonight.

I am.
Bravery.
Sipping tea next to fear.
Like, no big deal. We persevere.

I am
Strength.
And vulnerable. And, oh so soft.
A living, breathing paradox.

I am love. Personified.
(But don’t get it twisted)
There is fire behind these kind eyes.
And, she burns.

I am.
The expression of Truth.
Always. In all ways.
Even when the whole body shakes.

I am.
She who may disturb you.
‘Cause there’s no hiding ‘round me.
Sorry. The seer sees.

I am.
Also she who may liberate you.
If that’s what you seek.
You’re the lock. I reflect the key.

I am.
The pain of heartache.
The pleasure of heart full.
A human body. An infinite soul.

I am.
Truth.
Our identity.
What sets us free.

I am.
Everything. And nothing.
I am you. And you are me.
We are divinity.

Sat nam.

No Offense, but…

Posted on by Dawn Gluskin

No offense, but I don’t give a f*** about the weather.

I want to know where you hurt and why you’re here.
I want to hear about your passions and your fears.

I want to see your eyes light up when you talk.
And feel the energy pouring out of your heart.


In fact, I want it beating out of your chest.
To the point where you’re a little out of breath.


Because you never quite shared that part of you before.
And, when it’s alllll laid out on the bathroom floor


When you’re feeling really seen and heard
Ready to step up and take on the world..

We can, maybe, just maybe, talk about the weather.

For the Strong Ones

Posted on by Dawn Gluskin

Sometimes I write poetry.  

Except, write, isn’t quite the right verb to describe the action that takes place.  It’s more like the words swirl inside of me, incessantly, demanding my attention so that I stop whatever else I am doing and allow them to flow out.  Through my fingertips, bouncing away on the keyboard, the letters take their place in the white space. A little fussing and re-arranging and the energy and intention and artistry become just right.

And, then, sometimes I share them. Like this.  Hope you enjoy!

FOR THE STRONG ONES

Be careful, strong one.
For she who moves mountains

And rises from the ashes
Over and over again.

Is not ‘allowed’ to stumble
Or to succumb to the pain

These are things that mere mortals do
And you are a warrior goddess

You can turn someone into stone with just a glare
And bend outcomes. You ARE the creator

They’ve seen you shed a thousand tears for all the rest
The animals, the children, the hungry, the oppressed

But never one single one for yourself.
Why is this?

When the weight of the world is too much to bare
And you retreat with the covers pulled up over your hair

And, you wait for that call
“I see you. I feel you.”

It doesn’t come.
Because, you are the one that overcomes.

And, you are the one that bares the pain for others.
And, the one that carries them through.

So, in those times of weakness,
It’s only you.

But, lucky, you transmute with the quickness
Turning pain into power.

You put those warrior goddess panties back on
Having shed your tears in the shower.

But, what if…
You could lean on them too?

How would it feel to be supported?
Just once, let them carry you through?

Be careful, strong one.
Your strength is your weakness too.

~Dawn Gluskin

#poetry #forthestrongones