Reaching in you’ll see it’s hard to find me.
I’m a discovery to be accessed when my psyche is at ease.
When I see you mean me no harm,
I’ll surround you like quicksand.
You’ll be immersed, enveloped by who I am.
You haven’t even begun to uncover what I want to give you.
Nature’s easy way
of bringing us a new day.
Hello, we all say!
I’ve gone dark.
Could be my pants, shirt, socks, underwear or bra, but rest assured, dark will be somewhere on my body. As dark on my skin as dark as my insides.
It will remind me to get back to the emotions that were lost and fragmented. The good ones that shattered, and then scattered everywhere; becoming thin and almost non-existent. Seems odd, doesn’t it? To select gloom to inspire me after it tore me apart first. It’s my visual sticky note of what I let happen to me. It’s what I must do in order to go on. Otherwise, I don’t think I would.
Every emotion that came at me… shook me… HARD.
I’m scared being left with the impression of nothing being good, ever again.
“See the light in others, and treat them as that is all you see.”
Dr. Wayne Dyer
That’s hard when evil-like enters your world. Goodness evaporates around them. And they’ve infected your life, damaged it with their intrusion. Hard to turn away when it directly affects you. Difficult to recover from a gut punch to take a deep breath, to know what to do next.
But I must. We must.
I’m in mourning for the events that unfolded. My darkness is showing. I will view this as a rebuttal, and strength. Preparation for a fight.
I don’t think I will be kind.
It feels that way when I’ve been defeated. I’m angry, even furious.
But I will rise up from the darkness. We will.
What is intimacy but a raw exposure to another in the face of possible rejection?
It’s a courageous effort to know another’s being while exposing your own. Kind of a “show me yours, I’ll show you mine” adventure of the heart.
When there is a connection to the genuine stirred from within, there is loyalty which knows no bounds. An attachment as strong as steel.
A bond of sincerity and love with an eagerness to never break. It won’t when it’s real.
Choosing each other is feeling comfort in that heartshaped space. Loving each other is purposefully conveying only good intentions.
I wish you all intimacy in your lives.