Poetry

"stop trying to dance to a rhythmn that isn't yours. nothing out there belongs in here"
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About Me

Hi to everyone.
My name is Kim Mecca!

I dream of a world where love, space and rest are skillfully employed as powerful problem solving forces, people are at ease with vulnerability, sugar is as illegal as cocaine, and organic is the new non-organic.

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INSPIRATION

Inspiration category

Coming from two
different cultures has
been instrumental in
how we’ve approached
our design process.

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Creases

tonight, as I held hands with those around as we meditated on oneness I imagined your hand was in my empty one I prayed for peace in my heart in my life I prayed for wisdom I couldn’t feel your…

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Virabhadrasana

it’s in him that she found the space to connect with her carefree nature not a worry in the world except to wonder how much more joy and meaning she could bring to his life to her life she wrote…

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Notice it and Let it Go

So you think you’re non judgmental? You have a problem with people being judgmental? Boy do I have news for you…. we are judgmental beings. You don’t think so? Why? Because you love others even when they are overweight? Because…

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Breathing space

I haven’t written in weeks. I’ve felt really guilty about it too. For the first time in my life (I have been writing since I could hold a pen) I’ve felt worried about being cut off from my source. The…

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Garden Angel

as she touched me the memory of you poured out of my heart my eyes flooded like the pouring rain last Thursday morning I could not control it, nor did I want to there was a deep aching for your…

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No Calculated Risk

a lover needs not the other to love love is a singular experience multiplied when shared when expressed when created and he never needed me to encourage his love he just did needing not my permission to bring forth expression…

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Ownership

“I love you. It’s not a weight you must carry around. I love you. It’s not a box that holds you in. I love you. It’s not a standard you have to bear. I love you. It’s not a sacrifice…

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What’s it all for? Really?

So what’s it all for? Really? The life you live, the dreams you dream, the goals your strive to achieve, the love you seek, the friends you hold dear. The elaborate meals you cook, the paint you slip onto paper,…

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