Rooted Bones

By: The Infinite Isabella

This old house made of bone and brick

These 4 walls made of generational tricks

Constructed by the essence of firm limiting beliefs

Homes to our veins that run as deep as the Ocean’s most mystical reefs

They are rooted deeper and deeper with each new member of the line

Each new life destined to try once more to be aligned 

With the soul fragment’s high higher and highest selves 

But instead they just grow in deeper into something else

But the New Dawn birthed something reborn

But for that to be-cum, this old house has must be torn

Little by little but noticeably changing 

I see it crumbling down and re-arranging

Not to fix itself but to be dissolved in the exact way it was built

For this new home on top will be fulfilled

It pains me and I suffocate as I see it dissolve

Knowing it’s in my best interest for it will have me evolve

But there goes who and what I once loved

There go my memories that I once saw as sweet

I see the glass break revealing what I once thought made me weak

It turns out my fears are my dreams

It turns out nothing is what it seems 

I know the siren that is shouting is announcing good news

But I’m on my knees crying and screaming for everything I’m about to lose

The New World is coming…I can feel it in these bones

I walk out and see I’m not alone

Everyone is in panic even more than me

For they don’t even know that this Siren is bringing in new beliefs 

They only see their homes’ destruction 

The homes their father's father's father's father's father's father's father's father's father's father's father's built

They don’t know what it means

They only see what it seems

I walk back into mine and listen and wait

Listening to my soul’s childhood beliefs break

Preparing to receive my New Sanctuary of Truth

As I consciously open up my old wounds 

With excruciating pain yet filled with divine intention 

To allow in loving and new magical convictions

To allow a new root of support for my children’s childrens children’s childrens children’s childrens children’s childrens children’s childrens children’s peace and fulfillment

So they may birth love and true purpose through their mere existence 

So that they may achieve it with less struggle and more results 

So they may have new and more questions to resolve

Questions we never had the opportunity to even know to ask

They will resolve them with laughter instead of the experience of pain that seems to forever last

They will not need to go insane in vain 

As my mothers mothers mothers mothers mothers mothers mothers mothers mothers mothers mothers mothers did through agony and pain

But they will have our support and echoes of our sparkles in their real-eyes

As they see us in their reflection at every dawn and every night

Yes…

Our screams of agony will be transmutated into screams of excitement and delight

For their 4 walls were built on a foundation of love

Thank you new home for your hope

Thank you old home for the lessons you once spoke

For you are our present from The Universe

Please keep sustaining us in this new course

Ahooo.

-xoxo,izzy💋🐾