if we give in to the suffering, the energy will sweep us, as it always does, into the spiral, down and out of our presence, out of our now, out into the sea. if we recognize the cue, the trigger; the initial push toward the edge, we can immediately defuse the noise, and rise above….
why worry? because, fear. fear comes in thousands of shades of grey. it’s a numbing collection of hues that darken a sunny day, or make an overcast sky even more bleak. fear, in the colours of worry, is particularly tragic. worry defines a certain powerlessness, and a victimhood that can take root in our core…
my parents were never really able to be the emotional support, or conscious partner, that each needed from the other. they valued different things. they were never able to communicate these issues. they had children, so they powered through, but this too, was a mistake. they came from a different generation, one that was defined by struggle, enduring,…
we always carry forward ideas, beliefs, understanding and experience from those who came before, and some of it is even passed down through our DNA. the struggle, is reconciling the old ways, with new understandings….
for a long time, i was under the impression that i wouldn’t ever feel worthy of a worthy partner in life, if i didn’t make something of myself. to this day, i still don’t quite know what that means, but i know where it came from….
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