photo by: http://www.flickr.com/photos/flaviocb/A time for peace, cleansing and healing. A time to admit that what I am seeing is that which I create. I am a product of my thoughts and actions...my words are my sword or my song. Which one do I choose?
Can I look at my fears and say, "So what! What is the worst you can do? And then what after that?" Or can I choose to be something else. Is my lack of courage in that...the choice of something else that is less familiar? Is that why I return to something that I know...even if it muddies things up? Hmmm...it has a familiar feeling to it. Like a long lost sweater that has worn out its use.
Time to choose where to go. Do I have the courage of my desires or the fear of my nightmares?
Can I fly and stay in the same place at the same time? Can I be a Hummingbird? Can I reach in and bring out the beauty that is just waiting...ever so patiently? Can I show courage in the face of my fears and see that it was all an illusion created for me, by me and all about me?! How vain am I!! Why do I entertain my ego so much...I can laugh at my silliness.
I choose to dance in the rain and heal the hurt that I have allowed to permeate my pores. Wash it clean and let me get back to what I know. That all thoughts that are born of the heart sing the sweetest song of all. No more jumping in the mud. My warts are not that attractive. It is time to take flight!
Can I look at my fears and say, "So what! What is the worst you can do? And then what after that?" Or can I choose to be something else. Is my lack of courage in that...the choice of something else that is less familiar? Is that why I return to something that I know...even if it muddies things up? Hmmm...it has a familiar feeling to it. Like a long lost sweater that has worn out its use.
Time to choose where to go. Do I have the courage of my desires or the fear of my nightmares?
Can I fly and stay in the same place at the same time? Can I be a Hummingbird? Can I reach in and bring out the beauty that is just waiting...ever so patiently? Can I show courage in the face of my fears and see that it was all an illusion created for me, by me and all about me?! How vain am I!! Why do I entertain my ego so much...I can laugh at my silliness.
I choose to dance in the rain and heal the hurt that I have allowed to permeate my pores. Wash it clean and let me get back to what I know. That all thoughts that are born of the heart sing the sweetest song of all. No more jumping in the mud. My warts are not that attractive. It is time to take flight!
7 comments:
Oh yes! Sometimes, it is just a thought at a time....and that is courageous in itself. Great post.xx♥
I think I am to late...I will fly eventually, but solo most likely...damn it hurts.
Beautiful post Michele.
sword or song ? beautiful- thought provoking- thank you xx
I am picking up some big stuff. Courage ,healing and love to you.
Wow, I love this... Beautiful...
Hi Michele: I like the idea of flying and staying in the same place. Powerful.
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