Tag: truth

  • Alone

    Alone

    I need to be alone with my pain. Hold it all in, never speak of my shame. Shut others out – my default behaviour. Alarmed aloneness is all too familiar. I need to be alone with my thoughts. Too risky to share, riddled with doubts. Learning to trust, starts with myself. How can I ever…

  • Purposeful

    Purposeful

    Painful to see how compulsively I’ve driven myself, mercilessly. Sadness in knowing, allow gradual titration, from depths of despair, a positive disintegration. Squeezing myself through the eye of a needle. Stretched far too thin, a torture unimaginable. Like wearing a mask while perpetually juggling. Too many balls in the air, always compartmentalizing. Trying to maintain…

  • Om So Hum

    Om So Hum

    Meditate in the early morning, Greet the day as the sun is dawning. Welcome all possibilities appearing As light in the darkness, simply being. Meditation, practiced daily, Builds connection compassionately. Expansiveness, holding space lovingly, Fully trusting, surrender completely. Meditating late in the evening, Put down the day before retiring. Let go of thoughts, no controlling.…

  • Change

    Change

    Hard to admit when I show up unhelpfully, Kicking myself at missed opportunity. Speaking impulsively, creates separation. Try keeping quiet, not offering suggestion. A door was opened, a well-meaning invitation, But my ego reared up with a barrage of accusation. Wish I’d paused for thought, some time for reflection. Chewed back my words given chance…

  • Begin

    Begin

    A record of progress, Deep work being done. Not a measure of success, No prize to be won. Only the glory of knowing It’s all written down. Words to come back to, A reference of my own. A journal of sorts, A memoir in the making. For future generations, Prevent history repeating. 🌻

  • Knowing

    Knowing

    Early, sun glistens on dewy grass. Healing waves soothe heavy heart. Warmth and light on closed eyes, Unlocks cold memories inside. Wind, sun and sea – external forces, Ebb and flow, as dream-like choices, To rest, undisturbed, for countless hours; A lucid dream, untouched by nightmares. An inner universe brings healing, Reachable by simply being.…

  • I’ve got this!

    I’ve got this!

    I’m proud of you! So kindly meant. Sweet simple words, truly a compliment. But my mind’s on alert, to me it’s confusing – as foreign language it’s without meaning. Why would you say that? It wasn’t invited. What’s your intent? Vigilantly guarded. Still on my mind many hours later. Pin pricks of doubt what were…

  • Imperfect

    Imperfect

    If all you see is the best of me then how can I show up imperfectly? 🌻

  • Snippets:#1

    Snippets:#1

    I’ve been so busy no time to write. So here’s some snippets of thought that arise. My body feels broken, nerves jangled and frayed. Existentially in crisis, emotionally disarrayed. No rest for the wicked, merciless forward drive. Impulsively overcommitting, self-sabotage to survive. After times of expansion, contraction arises. To rest feels unfamiliar, but nourishment is…

  • Stay

    Stay

    I met my inner child today, She woke with me and decided to stay. I felt her presence as my dream receded, I stilled my breathing, no words were needed. My awareness of her remained, peripherally, keeping rumination at bay, as she whispered to me. I took some time and slowly edged nearer. Not face…

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