Month: July 2016

Dark Bits

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We have to look at all aspects of ourselves, good and bad, lightness and darkness.  We are made of all these things and have to acknowledge the not so good parts as well as seeing the beauty.

Some of the dark parts are buried deep inside, snapped off and buried somewhere along the way. We might not know about these things, they might not be of this lifetime but they follow us and arise at times like a dark fog blocking our way forward.

So how might we do this, firstly acknowledge they are there, however small we have splinters of black. I’m not saying that if you have worked on yourself you are not a beautiful bright soul but the fact that we are here in this heaviness indicates we might still have some clearing to do.  

I hope I do not offend, when I was told I had dark things buried I was not amused in the slightest but I knew it was the truth. Acknowledging it, so can help release our darkest aspects and bring them to the light.  

I fear not being loved, being unlovable, I always  have, however much love is lavished on me. Why, is it because I have not been worthy of love in the past, pushed it away? I don’t know but I have to find the worthy loveable me now so I don’t repeat this again.  I’m also materialistic, I hate this aspect of me too and I know my coffin will be only big enough for me, why do I need so much shit around me. I have to start loving me more and stuff less!

Anyway upwards and onwards into the light 😉

In response to the Daily Prompt – Darkness 

Darkness

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The darkness comes a creeping, it comes at dead of night.

It creeps up walls and furniture, it takes out all the light.

Heaviness accompanies it, swarming around the room.

When  darkness overtakes me, I pray for morning soon.

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But why the fear of blackness, dark and dingy things.

Blackbirds, crows and bats and other things with wings.

They cannot really hurt me, certainly not when it’s light.

They haven’t anymore power, just because it’s night.

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So I preserver and pray a lot, before I blow the flame.

I look around the room once more, is it still the same?

And then in sleep I slumber, wrapped and very warm.

Until the darkness disappears, with the light of a new dawn.

🙂

She

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You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you, none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul ~ Swami Vivekananda

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How well do you know your soul, how often do you stop and listen to your true spirit and know that it speaks the truth, has you best interests at heart.  It’s taken me a long time to get to a point in which I think I’m getting to know the true me, the eternal soul that I am, outside of my physical self.

I invite her into the room sometimes to sit with me, I call her and she comes.  She has become a friend and confident, she listens and guides me and it’s always in the right direction.   If I truly open up to what I think my soul is telling me, I’m usually right because it comes from my heart centre and not through any logical thinking.  Not that it is always the direction I want to go in, but usually where I’m meant to be.  Sometimes through difficulties that propel me forward and sometimes through experiences that encourage growth.  Whatever, when I look back I can’t see that I have been pointed in the wrong direction.  That’s not to say that I haven’t made mistakes, ignored her and made up my own mind, but I suppose that was another lesson I needed to learn.

She is eternal, she has been around forever, long before she joined me on this journey here, she is magnificent.  Why would I not trust her, she knows the answers that I seek, she has lived the experiences that I live now and she has more love inside of her than  I could ever imagine.

All I have to do to connect with her is put any thought out of mind, close my eyes, connect to the stillness and see what comes up for me in this place.

Give it a go and let me know if you meet her.

Forbidden

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Forbidden is so tempting, I crave what I can’t have.

Just the thought of getting it, is driving me quite mad.

I want to hold in in my hands, put it on the shelf,

lick it, kiss it, worship it, have it to myself.

Forbidden beckons across the room, winking over at me.

It tells me that it loves me, I’m sure but you can’t see.

It wants to have me in its grasp, it wants to hold me tight.

It whispers little nothings that go on into the night.

Forbidden is for yesterday because today I look anew

At all the things I can’t have, things that you want too.

They may not be so good for me, but I think they sooth my soul 

The temptations of forbidden things that help me feel I’m whole.

 

Daily Prompt – Layers

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I’m peeling away the layers, to get to the real me

Thought they’d peel off easily, then I would be seen

But my layers are stuck tight you see, covering deep inside

It’s not a simple thing to do and some of these are lies

I’ve cut off little bits of me, that I didn’t want to know

Put them somewhere far away, I couldn’t really go

And now I want to find myself, face up to good and bad

It’s going to take up all of me, at times it will be sad

But I’m a girl, determined, I want to put it right

I will not tolerate it now, if things are out of sight

I am the sum of all things whole, I have to be just one

I will find the depths of all of me, now I have begun

 

Frankie

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A cloudy day in Bantry Bay, the day that you where born.

In the house your father built and in the babies room

From the King’s and Queen’s of Tara, your ancestory was true

With emerald eyes and freckled skin, your Irish through and through

I love your song of ‘Danny Boy’, only you could get that high

When you sing, my granny dear, the clouds they leave the sky

Autonomy

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Autonomy of you and me, we’re alone a lot you see

We don’t rely on other folk and tend to do as we please

We’re strange as individuals, an odd couple, you and I 

A twosome of individuality, on that they can rely

I couldn’t do it without you, but I want for no one more

My whiskered friend, my funny face, it’s you that I adore

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My Island

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I am an island of myself

but can I survive without you

I know I need your warmth and love

and all the physical bits too.

I need the sunlight on my skin

to hear the sounds of love.

Nourishment you give to me

like the rain from up above.

I am an island of myself

but need the sea’s around

My waters run into the sea

and we are forever bound.

Daily Prompt – Island

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No man is an island , entire of itself ~ John Donne

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We are all interconnected, not one of us is without connection to something, someone, somewhere.

We are physical beings and therefore need the connection of others to survive.  We were born onto a family, for good or bad we wouldn’t be here without them.  We need confirmation that we exist, that we are in fact present.  We need LOVE, warmth and kindness and sometimes someone to stand up to us and tell us that they think we are wrong.  We need to be able to measure ourselves against others, understand our own progress.

I’m fiercely independant but I need people around me for confirmation of myself, I need to love and be loved.   I learn from those I listen to and watch, sometimes the learning is from not doing as they do.

On my solitary days I need the elements of nature, the sun on my cheeks and air to breath. I am reliant on nature to sustain me, I rely on the beauty of the universe to help me create and remind me of my creations.

And when I’m gone, I will remain in my family, my memories and my laughter.

In response to the Daily Prompt – Island