Personal Expression, Release, and Exploration of the theme of "Breaking"

Archive for April, 2013

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Awesome Thing I Found Today. Beatitudes For The Weird :)

Awesome Thing I Found Today.  Beatitudes For The Weird :)

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A Collage I Made At Program

A Collage I Made At Program

Aspects of Me

Non-Fiction – Her Climb out of darkness – Wattpad. (A very good and deep short writing by a friend, resharing)

Non-Fiction – Her Climb out of darkness – Wattpad.

Empowerment, And, Frustration

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The OCD is part of me,it’s real, it’s there.  Chronic doubts, intrusive thoughts, obsessive thoughts.  But it is not ME.  I am a lot more than it. I am beyond it.  Right now, having the urge to remember and go over my thoughts about myself.  In me I have what is real, what is beautiful and meaningful, inside (as do we all).  Even though I get away from it sometimes, or worried that I don’t measure up.  Have to let the ego and perfectionism go.  But I am not nothing.  

 

What am I? I am what I am.  

 

Anyway, always looking for what’s Real.  What’s Real is there, but can’t be grasped by clinging to my thoughts about what is Real and not letting go and just being in the moment.  What’s important will come back.  I can’t hold on to my vision constantly, it hurts to let go of my tight grasp on my thoughts but has to be done.  Why is Reality always slipping from me? It is so damn FRUSTRATING.  

 

Most people, do not understand my thought process I guess.  So what.  I am me, not them.  As long as I have those who DO understand, I can deal with that.

Good Breaking Three

Good breaking allows us to go below the surface.

Crack the wall, the shell.

Allows us to see and feel

Ourselves, and, one another.

Allows me to touch places and be touched

Allows me to surrender.Image

Fountain of Being Inside Me

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I am like a fountain

Sometimes turned on.

life pouring out of me

Spilling out

Sometimes, turned off.

Nothing flowing

Silent and still.

I look to speak, to you.

Speaking to you, articulating the waters within

Can turn on the fountain.

Continuity Broken

The lights flicker, on and off

I dance trying to keep in tune

I  don’t always have control over the switch

 

Sometimes there is a break in the circuit

Continuity broken

Left scrambling to hold on

 

 

Flow punctuated by empty spaces

Cracks in my tapestry

Useless worry, derailing me

 

 

Always fighting

To keep connection from severing

 

 

This is different than the healing space

The place I want to fall into

To renew my perception again,

And again.

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