suddenly it struck me that we are all in the sea alone, or not alone,
but too together. (none of this makes sense.) but the waves of others'
happiness have overtaken me, and i cannot find myself. i cannot hear
myself and i cannot feel the undertow of my own happiness drawing me out
to sea. my ankles are eroding with the insistent force of everyone
else's life, and i am tired. i believe if i do not shoot like an arrow
against the ever-strengthening tide, i will never leave this shore. so i
am drawing back with my left side against the bowstring of the world. i
am pulled taut. i am full of questions, anger, and grace, and the
roaring in my ears tells me i will go soaringly far. i am afraid. i am
not afraid. i don't know if i'm ready. but i will ride the deep breath
of this moment until my eyes water and the sky looms hugely in my lungs.
5 comments:
Baby girl, not a single one of us is ready. And those who tell you otherwise have either forgotten or are false.
That arrow of you, with the split raven feather and the fushia war paint, has a trajectory that will arch directly into where you are meant to be.
KJK,
Time to face it girl. I know you can do this. I suppose we all have those times when there is no where else to run and we have no other choice but to turn on our heels and run directly into the monster and scare it right back. I know what you are made of, it's high time you found out too. You are physically without your enterouge, but take us with you and we will scratch anyone's eyes out who doesn't make you feel like the gdarn effing QUEEN you are. We love you, royal dark beauty.
In other compliments, you are the MAVEN of internet pictures. Where do you FIND these gems? I adore.
You know, it's true.
We all come into this world unprepared.
We live unprepared for so much of our lives and perhaps we aren't truly ready until we find ourselves squinting at the light at the end of the tunnel...
That said, I'm in accordance with CRM -- run towards that monster, but do not scare it lest it return, time and time again. Consume it and then spit it back out as pure light. End it.
I love who you are.
I love who you are becoming.
This is beautiful. Along with the comments. Amen to all of it.
i love
you all
thanks for reminding me (because i NEED it) that it's okay not to be ready. in fact, maybe a state of slight unreadiness is just the receptive posture i need right now.
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