Sometimes you are just not someone’s type. They might be attracted to you for a while, curious about you, interested in you, be entertained by you. But in the end they will betray you or leave you, because deep within their heart you are actually not their type or what they’re looking for.
And there are two types of them. Those that will tell you honestly up front. And those who won’t.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
True love is given automatically
Irresistibly and totally
Without being demanded extraordinarily
Or exclusively.
Loyalty is given freely
Happily, personally and genuinely
Without being prompted forcefully
Or granted guiltily.
Only honesty is voluntary
It’s a choice, it’s not arbitrary
You decide deliberately in the sanctuary
Of your heart to be honest or to the contrary.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
The unimaginable can happen
And it happens everyday,
The commonplace can cease to happen
And this happens too everyday.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
Why don’t people recognise a great thing And just take it when it comes their way? Without hesitation, without doubting The magic, just join in the game and play? Maybe because it does not always Come in the form we expect and want - Because God’s Ways are not our ways, Our intellect is sharp but our intuition is blunt. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
Create your own world
Find your own folk
Be intentional, be bold
Be intuitive when you talk.
What comes out of you
Pre-determines
What you will pull to you –
Homogeneity always wins.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
When intimacy does not satisfy, then integrity, dignity and honesty need to climb into bed with you. Because intimacy alone will not make you feel at home, safe and fulfilled. Only honesty will do that. Reciprocal honesty and truth – the soul of trust and integrity, the pillars of respect and dignity.
Stay with people that respect you enough to tell you always the truth,no matter what that truth is – those that honour you with their honesty. Honesty is an expression of trust and of respect, and of love.
But the heart, oh the heart is treacherous. It will go where it knows it’s not wanted, where it knows it’s not respected, where it knows it is not valued or respected, where it knows it is not really loved in return. For some strange reason the heart will long for the person that will abuse it, lie to it, break it and cause it pain. And no matter how much you try to hold the heart back from the path of punishment, it will insist and it will go there, like a masochist. And it will not be satisfied until it has been broken open.
Because the heart longs for nothing more than to be opened again. Open Sesame. To experience from the depth of its core. And to grow. The heart wants to live and to feel alive. And once it has been opened by pain, then it does not need the pain or the pain-makers anymore. All it wants now is joy and light and love. The heart wants to be happy, from deep within.
And when the Heart has found happiness, it shuns Lies and dishonesty henceforth, and desires only truthfulness and the company of those with whom it can share Honesty, because honesty is the purest form of intimacy.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Undulating Plains
How many people are you? I’m two. If you don’t see me through You won’t know who’s talking to you. Some people I see Are three Dealing with them you have to be Relating with all three Simultaneously. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
When it’s no longer yours It doesn’t hurt if someone else has it, It only hurts as long as it’s still yours And someone else has it. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
The Person I choose Has to choose me too In order for me to choose them There is no us without you Only me. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
All I can tell you is this, Never entertain liars in your life. No matter how painful reality is, Let the Truth always be your wife Or husband. Not a human or a face But Truth itself should be your true spouse, Permanently nourishing you deep within you. Not a building, not an edifice or a space But the Truth itself should be your real house, Permanently protecting you deep within you. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
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