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Last year when I took off the month of August, it was evident that I did a good thing for my well-being, so I’m doing it again except in September this year!

While I will be intentionally unplugging from blogging, reading blogs, and limiting social media, I’ve already scheduled my Redux posts for Tuesdays, Reblogs for Wednesdays, and The Short of It features on Fridays, so you will still see some content published. Feel free to comment or not, and if you do, rest assured, I will respond when I get back.

In addition to this announcement, this post will also be my last “inspired” post for the month. Enjoy! See you again soon, as I’m sure the time will fly by quickly!

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Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see? #149

with nothing in our paths
and the day-to-day distractions far away
freshness is inhaled
expanding our lungs
the air is clean and wholesome
our adventures await

Featured image – Christian Wiediger – Unsplash

The Process

our existence isn’t predicted
nor is it predestined
competency and self-knowledge emerge
through thin but mostly thick
comes about with sheer will and determination
and then only happens with a feeling of security
add to that a lack of caring for others’ discrimination
it’s when, loudly spoken
i am who i want to be
is an individual choice

then we are free

And Shine

Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #231 & Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt – Smattering

let only a smattering
of what others say penetrate
beneath the protective sheathing
built up over the years
of defining how to live
with yourself

don’t let their insecurities, insensitivities, and disrespect
enter your own “community of madness”
for you have enough on your plate
with you and only you
dive in despite the hurt
bring your light to being

Reblogs – Chris Hall & Rashmi Buragohain

These two pieces clearly show the juxtaposition between a life which is freely chosen and one which is not.

You dance for us too by Chris Hall

We watch you dance in the sunlight 
admiring your graceful fluidity 
your total abandonment 
to your art. 

We watch you dance from our windows 
confined inside, with limbs 
no longer able 
to obey. 

That freedom, which once was ours 
lives on, as we watch 
while you dance 
for us too. 

Barely Ten by Rashmi Buragohain
Featured on Masticadores USA 3/31/22

She was barely ten 
When she had to take 
Those seven steps around the fire 
With weary eyes 

She was barely ten 
When she stepped in that house 
With a toy of a doll 
Clasped in her hands 

She was barely ten 
When her toy was forgotten 
Lying somewhere in a corner 
Covered with dust 

She was barely ten 
When the ladle became her life 
To feed them all, but none to ask, 
«Where is your morsel, dear?» 

Aero


expanding our wings
fluid freedom is so rare
true hopes for success

Non-Chippy

pretty bearded tit
panurus biarmicus pose
flight above reedbed soon

Seeing Clearly

the reality of who we are
wrapped in layers of facades
nurtured by culture and family
binds us stoically in place

the lens to our essence
is worn only by the carefully in tune
and compassionate observers
they see us prominently in the opaque

yet fear continues to holds us in check
until the threshold of mediocrity is breached
as exasperation begins to break the hold
of the form of tortuous conformity our bodies inhabit

we set ourselves free, finally…

Reblog – Freedom by Deborah

A profound piece of liberation and empowerment. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

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breaking through

outer shell 

facade’s protection

birthing

raw beauty

that is 

Her own

~ * ~

Photo Courtesy of Pinterest

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Space

feeling free in it
above me starry skyline
emptiness to fill

Reblog – Letting Go… by Jason Muckley

Achieving freedom is a noble aspiration, wouldn’t you agree?

Jason A. Muckley's avatarPoems for Warriors

Letting go…
-Letting go of control
-Letting go of “old” feelings
-Letting go of hurt and pain and loss
-Letting go of dreams for the future
-Letting go of the past
-Letting go of my old identity
-Letting go of “justice”
-Letting go of fear

My hands and heart are now free

© 2019 Jason A. Muckley

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