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Nat... this got me all shook up girl. For real... glasses all wet. LOL This was awesome. It outlined how I've been feeling this week.
Beings who spout words into images that shine, images that weigh heavy on my mind and like Atlas, I’m ready to bear the earth that they’re founded on letting Psyche’s mental hands sink into rich verbal soil and let them feed this need that
I had thought had passed me by I had thought could not live again
I thought the very core of me was dead or dying but inspiration and acceptance showed me I was not, merely resting.
A passion to paint the existence of every moment, in a nuance and shade more brilliant than the last, and the courage to release the essence of your spirit, the part that is the sensitive child fearing mocking rebuff, sheltering in the shadow of the braver self – that knows the right turn of phrase to dispense, that can jest and glimmer and cavort on a dime, at moments gentler but never really deeply internal – until a redefining moment happens along…
Where the look in the mirror reaches deeper than the surface, catching the light of visions hidden deep within, silently determined to be shared, and to be immortalized
I am kind of speechless... this is the song of my soul right now. I want to see, touch, feel, hear, all that I have missed. This line especially stood out...
the part that is the sensitive child fearing mocking rebuff
I have suffered for so long as a child in a woman's body... so scared of rejection or that whatever I percieved as being so wrong with me as a child who missed my parents love and and attention would be visable to others. I am 24 years old, nat, and I still cry for the acceptance of my mom and dad. I have carried my misconceptions about myself all these years and let them affect my relationship with myself and others. I feel so free girl. I really do.
“Here is the plan, the foundation, the structure that I am. Here is my life, my heart, my joy, and my pain. I give it to you, because at some point, You do ultimately understand.”
It's beautiful to look at myself and think, "I'm alright." Because others love me and now I can love myself.
This was phenomenal. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for sharing it.
“I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much nausea, disillusionment and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. But it was right that it should be so: my eyes and heart acclaim it. I had to experience despair, I had to sink to the greatest mental depths, to thoughts of suicide, in order to experience grace, to hear Om again, to sleep deeply again and to awaken refreshed again. I had to become a fool again in order to find Atman in myself. I had to sin in order to live again. Whither will my path yet lead me? This path is stupid, it goes in spirals, perhaps in circles, but whichever way it goes, I follow it.” Siddhartha- Herman Hesse
"Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them." -Charles Simic
"Unless, this very world is a trash bin, and I am just waiting for someone to find me so I can be recycled." InspiredFree
Lesley
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