Blue Strawberries: Thoughts, Reflections & Poetry by Chelsea Marie Gilmore

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on September 19, 2009

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A smell haunts me
The eyes daunting
That smile infectious
Your touch comforts me
This love sets me free
~Chelsea Marie

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Mathew 4:19

BLUE STRAWBERRIES

Blue Strawberries What a rarity, a unique beauty. Have you ever noticed one? Would you know her if you met her? She is as sweet as any, if not sweeter. If you came across her would you pick her out of the bunch and toss her or would you recognize her for who she truly is, nurture her, let her grow…freely, without judgment and tell her what a wonder she truly is. She is delicate and different yet rooted in the same vine. Blue strawberries; are we worthy of your love? This poem was gifted to me in a whisper by the true Source, the Grand Creator God Almighty as I laid on my sofa in my California apartment one late night in 2006. First the name came "Blue Strawberries", I laid there wondering and asking what is it? Why did you place this in my mind...I didn't force the answer, I was patient as I had learned to be when "receiving" from the "Source". Then the words started to come, I sat up reached for my pen and pad. I began to

Life or Death (What Will You Choose?)

Life or Death (What will You choose?) Death, will you choose to accept not loving someone for fear of being hurt, Not living for fear of failure, Walking around afraid of how people perceive You, Lost in a world of illusion waiting for “someone else” to give you the answer, Making mistakes without learning the lesson, Or walking in darkness scared to embrace the Light, Living in the mind and not the Spirit? ~Chelsea G. 2002

Dear future husband,

Dear future husband, thank you. Thank you for being my rock, my warrior, my king. Thank you for being strong enough to allow me to be me freely, thank you for finding the hidden parts of me. Thank you for the confidence you exude and pour into me, thank you for being strong for me. Thank you for being vulnerable and allowing me to love you through it. Thank you for allowing me to be vulnerable to. Thank you for blessing me with your mind, your heart, and your courage. Thank you for being my confidant, my advisor, my friend. Thank you for your encouragement, gentleness, and passion. Thank you for showing up. Thank you for loving me.

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