Walking through the dark
basement with all those closed
doors is not something
you have to do on your own.
Yes, you are the one
who has to open the doors
and confront whatever
is lurking inside.
But it is perfectly okay
to have someone walking
next to you, holding your hand
and carrying the flashlight.
You have to walk
through
the pain.
You have to walk
and keep walking
through
the pain.
And if you keep
walking,
the pain
will give you
as much
as it takes,
if you walk
through
the pain.
As an Empath I can merge
with any life form,
becoming life itself manifested
in flight, gills, earthlings and heart.
I lose my grip on my individuality and
float on your humming strings,
expand on your wings and dive
into your dark.
I even get lost in conflicting
tones unable to decipher your cadence
from my own.
That is why I need my art.
Art becomes: another you, another life,
my own heart, gills, wings.
I merge with the life form we call
the soul. My soul.
I drown in this depth only to re-emerge
on another surface having become myself
fully, wholly, holy, fulfillingly
myself.
Hope is when
the melancholy of yesterday
is lost
in the excitement
of tomorrow.
Defensiveness is NOT confidence.
Having the last word is NOT confidence.
Raising your voice louder than is NOT confidence.
Standing tall is NOT standing above.
True confidence is the soul’s immune system,
Knowing who you are independent of
other people’s opinions.
Knowing who you are and
calmly being yourself without needing
to prove or affirm yourself.
True confidence is meeting people
with empathy detached from your own ego,
seeing the soul behind the words expressed.
When you are truly confident you never question
your worth or your ability to love
and be loved in return.
When you are truly confident you never question
other people’s worth or their ability to love
and be loved in return.
When you are truly confident there is no need
to stand up for yourself because
you already are standing.
Dawn is a place
I can grow wild in
and live a whole life
before the world
awakens.
The knots
that life
has tied
on your heart,
Life
can also
untie.
But it is
up to you
whether to use
the released rope
to throw
a lifeline
or to
lash out.
You don’t learn
who you are
You discover
who you are.
Little by little
as you grow
by trying
and failing
directions,
accepting and
rejecting
navigations,
you explore
mindfully
along the way
of life.
It is only when we
learn
to love
the ugliness
within,
accepting that the
beast
is just another form of
beauty
hiding behind
self-loathing
and insecurity
that we can become
a whole rose
again
with days and days of
wild blooming
ahead of us.
