a new day doesn’t mean
forgetting yesterday
but simply letting it go
not to dwell in memories
but to cherish each one
as it pops up and surprises us
and then release it with a smile
the birds are singing of now
our hearts are beating the present
the past is a muted background
enhancing our right-now seize-it life
dawn is painting the picture of today
she invites us to live beautifully —
to be the artists of our own souls
—Terri Guillemets
It is said that the body will heal itself of most things, if we will allow it to do so and not overburden it with remedies — the same is true of the soul and the heart.
—Terri Guillemets
I translate stars into daydreams
I make rain and rainbows into
freshly squeezed joy
I breathe the air of possibility
I swim deep in rivers of passion
I use my loneliness as
a stepping stone to love
I am on the march to freedom
I tend to my blossoming soul
—Terri Guillemets
Death drops the outer shell and lets the pure inner light shine —
O spirit shining like the bright colorful star you’ve been all along!
—Terri Guillemets
A beating heart needs a soul to go with it, or it’s nothing but a machine.
—Terri Guillemets
My veins are lined
with a velvet hope
My soul is electric
and lights with dreams
My mind is infinite
and buzzes with wonder
My heart, beyond alive,
gushes boundless love
My body is fragile
yet heals as if magic
My will is strong — it
dances with courage!
—Terri Guillemets
Life is enhanced by the light of souls and other assorted stars.
—Terri Guillemets
Dreams grow wild in the daydreamer’s soul.
—Terri Guillemets
Love is in my bones —
it’s in my blooms and
in my spilled-red blood;
lust is in my perfumed flesh,
desire-poems in my skull.
How many kisses have I
in my primal fervent lips;
how much pristine rainbow’d
faith in my life-worn soul?
—Terri Guillemets
Climb from the depths of your soul to the heights of your future.
—Terri Guillemets
I’m going to stop spending so much time trying to figure out HOW and WHY and just do what feels right and give thanks! Because that is healing.
—Terri Guillemets
The veil concealing truth gets windswept in the wee hours, revealing all to the silence of the night.
—Terri Guillemets
A philosopher lives in your mind,
a lover in your heart,
an alchemist in your soul.
—Terri Guillemets