Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Re-post to remind myself....
Picking up pieces of my heart and trying to hold them together without losing my cerebral faculties; it's exhausting. I feel like I'm walking on a tight rope called life. I look down and can't find a safety net yet. But the pieces of puzzle of my life are finally coming together and are in one place. At least now, I can juxtapose them in a more coherent fashion; then and now.
My heart's power cord is finally plugged into it's rightful place, the universe; not my ego or or other's.
The power is back on; the power of self-love; This Will not be squandered ever again.
The Box
My feelings lie frozen within me, encased in an unseen and unseeable compartment. Inaccessible and inert, my feelings do not animate and enliven my existence. They are a numb, dead weight -- cold and mute.
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