I am who I am looking for…

I am who I have been looking for…

We are all searching for something. And maybe this message is it.

I want to give you something of who I am and how I see the world. I hope this video will make you smile. 

I’m counting down the days to my voyage of discovery. I visualized this journey for years. And now that I’ve made the decision to travel for a few months, I admit it, I’m nervous yet so very, very excited.

Still, let me not forget that no matter where I go and what I do, I take myself with me“I am the one I’ve been looking for, and I am already enough.”

I’ve spent an hour listening to this video over and over again. This is my gift to you. I hope you love the message and that it’s exactly what you need to hear today.

I am enough.

Almost There

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green intense

light of love

heart love

pulsating

tears rolling down

the pale blue window

inside my mind’s eye

the right side, a film playing

over

and over again

 

heart pain silent relentless

take it away I beg

make it go away

 

intense lights bright

smiles and miles of warmth

take me, please

take me there

take me into his arms

let me touch his hair

let my lips brush his cheek

let me smile with him

let me feel his love

 

straw fields break through

electric blue sky

closer, closer I beg

I can feel I’m almost there

 

swirling turquoise water, is that ocean?

is this what your home is like?

will you take me there

 

are those people I see

wait, talk to me, don’t leave yet

I’m almost there

Mom, can you bring me over

yes, I can feel your smile

don’t you love him too?

 

I know my dream is over

the sun is heating up my room

my left side wants to fly

my right, dead weight here

 

I walked with a child

he was sad and sullen

I took his hand

and told him to dance with me

he smiled and twirled

 

and then he was no longer there

 

on an edge of a bathtub

you sat with me

a stranger holding a gun

told us to get inside

our time was up

it was time to die

 

I felt no fear

I was ready to go

I would follow you anywhere

 

© Almost There, I (Spy) Love Lynda Filler Poet

 

Rooms

 

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Rooms

 

my heart has many rooms

and in these rooms

I find old stories

sadness, pain, loss

and incredible moments

of joy

and love

 

I would not (ex)change

the lows

for were they not

a high waiting to happen?

were they not a fearful no

aching to become a jubilant yes!

 

if I fill my heart

with love(s)

one day I am sure

there will be no room

for bad

or sad

and (love) memories will sustain me

as I find my way Home

 

© Rooms, I (Spy) Love  Lynda Filler

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Knockin’

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Knockin’

if love came a knockin’

I would demand protective custody

and command an investigation

I would call in the Sheriff

and ask for an enquiry

get answers to a thousand questions

I would roll up the red carpet

turn over the welcome mat

and after careful consideration

I might join you at Starbucks

and share a story or two

and look deep into your eyes

and dissect every answer

and listen to each inflection

and upon careful consideration

I would barricade my heart

and slow down my drumming soul beats

and bring out my cunning intellect

and stand strong upon my feet

because I couldn’t take another hit

so I would call upon my Bodyguard

beg him to rescue my raging hormones

protect me from my sensual leanings

incarcerate my wandering eyes

incapacitate my roving fingers

and seal my lustful lips

take my body into custody

tie me up with silken ropes

and hide me until next Valentine’s Day

because with love

I never

give up

hope

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Rooms… a poem

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Rooms

 

my heart has many rooms

and in these rooms

I find old stories

sadness, pain, loss

and incredible moments

of joy

and love

 

I would not (ex)change

the lows

for were they not

a high waiting to happen?

were they not a fearful no

aching to become a jubilant yes!

 

if I fill my heart

with love(s)

one day I am sure

there will be no room

for bad

or sad

and (love) memories will sustain me

as I find my way Home

 

© Rooms, I (Spy) Love 

 

I (Spy) Love

I (SPY) LOVE COMPLETE-2

 

Lovers

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© Lynda Filler Photography

 

Lovers

 

I look for you in darkness

moments when my heart

skips beats, breathless

with longing

and I pray for you

to rescue me

 

I look for you in aloneness

moments full and complete

wanting to share

in that middle place

where lovers go

and souls mate

 

I look for you in Paris

while lovers laugh

hands held

dreams shared

memories made

never to be repeated

 

I look for you

but you’re not here

 

© I (Spy) Love, Lynda Filler

 

 

Mis-Understand

 

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Mis-Understand

 

I don’t try to understand your pain

nor empathize with what you gain

by making choices of denial

waiting for time to pass

all the while forgetting

how

to

live

 

I don’t try to understand

a choice to abstain

from love and passion

intimacy that is a God-given-gift

the closest we can ever come to

Heaven

on

Earth

 

I do understand

death and war

for death is a beginning

and wars are never ending

but Love is eternal

 

and more than that

I must agree

with the Rabbi’s message

sent to me

“the greatest of these is Love”

 

© I (Spy) Love, Lynda Filler

Damn Man

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envy dripped from lipsticked lips

pencil sharp her botoxed brows

with piercing eyes

she assessed her prey

and screeched

“She’s such a cow!”

 

 

her girlfriends huddled by her side

held back her anorexic arms

stiletto heels

tap

tap

tapped

a bomb they attempted

to disarm

 

“he’s not worth it!”

they shouted in her ear

Dj Tiesto rocked the floor

“it’s not the first time he’s cheated on you,

show the bum the door!”

 

 

a tear escaped

from kohl-rimmed eyes

she muttered

mesmerized:

 

“her boobs are fake

and so’s her tan

why can’t she find

her own damn man!”

 

© Damn Man, The Love Fix

 

 

 

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A Love Song

“By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not…” Song of Solomon 3:1

 

her head upon her pillow

she reaches

her fingers touch

the silky sheets

the empty space

the sacred place

inside of her

unoccupied

waiting for him

 

she whispers

my beloved is mine, and I am his

come to me, mi amor

I burn for you

I give you my body

make love to my soul

 

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