Redux
Pushed over the edge.
Waves of emotions coursing.
Tears flow unlocking the deep hurts.
Loud yells projected to match the pain.
Feelings challenged. Resolutions sought. This torture ends now.
Distancing from the anger, the fear, and the abysmal. Letting it go.
Choosing peace, choosing harmony, choosing growth.
Deep relaxation and openness stage a presence.
Self-soothed in this self-connection.
Manifesting healing.
Originally published 8/31/2018 on I Write Her.
It was incredibly serene. Even turning the thin page of the bible disturbed the silence. I fought to keep my voice muted, killing the urge until my throat felt numb. I laughed, thinking I deserved a halo, as my mind wanted to orate. Theatrically, my face beamed as I imagined the members filling the pews waiting for a great sermon.
The crack of a twig under my feet made me quiver, almost leaping out of my skin. Realizing it was only debris, my angst disappeared. Exhaling loud sighs, I realized there would only be more empty churches as time passed.
i’m turned upside down
my head stuck deep in the ground
the world has shifted
with cunning glinting
behind adventurous eyes
possibilities await
unbounded by previous restrictions
excitement and anticipation
flush through her veins
the quest for achievement
greater than thought within reach
illusion or reality
Change is difficult but sometimes we make it harder. Paul’s got the right idea, let the tension move you.
VJs Weekly Challenge – Decisions
“The risk of a wrong decision is preferable to the terror of indecision.” Maimonides
To Dare That next step, what might it mean, an ontological rift or that the shadows have shifted? How ironic, of course they're shifting anyway, why the hesitation? The tension of change is all around you, overtaking you, now is the time, to dare to move. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
When I was younger, I followed the adults before me and made a New Year’s Resolution or two. It’s as if January 1 were some magical day, which that alone ensured success for those things I’d wanted to change. More often than not, I’d fail to follow through. Eventually, I stopped doing that. On the day I decide when I’m frustrated or dissatisfied enough to warrant some change within myself, I do it, whatever that day of the year turns out to be. It seems it works better for me this way.
pay attention now
your heart is talking to you
a change is coming
Forward or back?
One could argue going back is not a bad thing, although most would say forward is the only way. That’s progress.
Forward = Progress, Backwards = Failure
Is it really, though?
Some things might be better with progress, but it would seem to also create more to solve or resolve. Don’t you think?
We forget that some things, not all things, were actually easier just to feel content with. It didn’t require advancement. It was an acceptance of something good and held some ease for us because it was ingrained in us. That isn’t always a bad thing.
As much as I love progress and doing things better (and I really do!), I’ve also found that development introduces a new level of “work” that has to be incorporated. It actually means adjusting in a way to what is easier but then requires more effort to be “aware.” It fills your mind to the point where you’re at a maximum state of involvement. Is that really progress? For me, it just means another challenge to balance.
It’s like we are more engaged in a way but not meaningfully. So I feel like simplification is distancing us from meaning. How then is this progress a good thing?
I, for one, would like to remain genuinely invested in this world.
What about you – how do you feel about progress?
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