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The poem Touched is the next in the mini-series.
Our greatest battle is with ourselves. Knowing what is inherently right for us, personally.
Our society is so hell-bent on conformation, that the liquidity of our Souls finds it hard to adapt it seems.
Yet, when we face ourselves - who we are, who we have been and who we have become - the reflection can be hard to stomach.
I pride myself on integrity. It is really such a simple thing yet many find it to be extremely difficult to truly incorporate.
There's a quote - 'integrity is doing the right thing, even when no one is looking'.. so simple, yet so powerful.
Many, it seems, hold no qualms about trying to 'look the part'. Especially when on a stage. Yet behind closed doors or amongst those most comfortable - the mask comes off.
The charade ceases. And the true person comes out.
As an introvert, maybe even as an overthinker, I spend a lot of time in self-reflection. Did I make the right choice? Was I true to myself? Did I shirk my values to appease another?
For so much of my life, it seemed as if I was just dancing to the beat of another's drum. Doing and saying what I thought I should to not harm or offend another. Most times at the harm and offence to myself.
Yet, when I removed myself from situations that would cloud who I was, I felt free. I felt Me!
Outwardly, it seems such a simple thing for so many. Just do what you want and not worry about how another will receive or perceive you. But for me, it was one of the hardest things to overcome.
I applaud those with a confidence that exudes from their entire being. No shame in who they are as a person.
Total acceptance of self.
It is certainly a life lesson, one I work towards every day.
I can now say for the first time in my life, I am comfortable in my skin.
I am happy with my heart, at peace with it.
After all, the heart is the Seat of our Soul and coming back to myself has been one of the most rewarding experiences.
This poem speaks to all of this!
Learning about energy, my own, as well as others, the energy in nature, the energy in everything that surrounds us, I have come to understand some of the 'waves' this energy seems to flow in.
Many times, these 'waves' are self-induced. Meaning, that what we put out into the world always finds its way back to us. The dichotomy and balance of the dualistic reality that we live in.
This is what the first stanza of the poem speaks to.
The second stanza speaks on the mask(s) I've felt I have had to wear depending on the circumstance I was in or the people I was around. With that mask finally falling off for good, looking at myself for what my life had become.
The third stanza touches on what it felt like having to rebuild myself, in essence. To come back to myself and be wholly comfortable being me. Without all of the shame and cloaks draped upon me by others.
The fourth stanza is a continuation of this process. "Do I let creep back in what I so desperately kept out?" Who I have known, in my heart, I was when for so long - I let others tell me.
In the fifth stanza, I go into a bit of my understanding of the connections we all hold. Not only with our biological family but also the people with whom we find association. The karmas we accumulate, the lessons we come here to learn and the decision our Soul made before incarnating as to what and who may be a part of that process.
In the sixth stanza, I go into the process of ultimately facing demons I connected with and allowed into my life. Everyone has multiple demons and angels connected to them astrologically. And many of our vices can introduce unwanted situations and circumstances into our lives. More on this topic in a later post!
The seventh stanza is about acceptance of what is and what was. Learning forgiveness is such a process. Not only forgiveness of self but of others. It is such an important process and is imperative to the healing process. For me, forgiveness of self was the hardest.
In the eighth stanza, after allowing the world or reality I've known to crumble, I see the ripple effect it has had on me and the world around me.
The ninth stanza is about realizing no one is coming to save you but yourself. We have the opportunity to happen across earth angels that may help to guide our way. We also have the help of so many celestial, elemental and spiritual beings.
Relatable quotes:
As many old teachings suggest, bringing forth that which is in our nature will save us, while failing to bring forth our genuine nature will doom us. The real risk in this life has always been that of becoming oneself amidst the uncertainties of existence. As an Irish poet once said, 'a false sense of security is the only kind there is'.
~Michael Meade~
Underneath all worldly sense of ambition is a soul's longing to live out it's potential. Listen to the call.
~Starcodes Astro deck~Midheaven~
The issue is not simply one of needing to save the world, but also of needing to solve the problem of the loss of soul throughout the modern world. Part of what has been lost in the reckless rushing of modernity is the sense that each life has an authentic interior that shelters important emotions as well as inherent purpose, and that the dignity of existence includes a necessary instinct to unfold the unique story woven inside each living soul.
~Michael Meade~
Waves can come crashing in
like a ton of bricks.
All my wrongdoings
taking back their licks.
High walls and swift.
When the bricks holding up the face
begin to slowly
slip slide out of place
who will be there
to provide some haste
to the perpetual free fall
that is gifted unto me.
After I fall
do I rebuild the walls
that kept me
holed up in that space?
Measures of the Moon
Samples to taste.
Moments and memories
of insanity and waste.
At times
Give Grace.
Do I let creep back in
what I so desperately kept out?
Thinking on this line
brings confusion and doubt.
As the water surrounds me
more and more of what's been held in
claws and seeps its way out.
I realize it's more than what we keep.
Pains of those that came before
tend to run as the Oceans go deep.
At night, as I feel my Mother weep
my Father, toss-turn in his sleep
I ask, what more must break
so that I may know peace?
Take me to the market square
I've come to face the beast.
Mark of them all.
You heeded the call.
Met to your greatest demise.
Through miserly and cries
denounced your pity
as the greatest disguise.
No One here was pretending to be
Most Wise.
But You.
And as I ask to be forgiven
for the times my feet have stumbled.
I, in turn learn forgiveness.
Choices and lessons
words formed as a weapon.
Was it my Soul that demanded I be humbled?
As I lie awake at night
The world around me continues to crumble.
Each waves comes in
like a rolling thunder of a ship.
Which way is which
when you're tossed about
with no one to care or not
if you beg, cry or shout.
Inside screams
like a hurricane
yet, you never made a sound.
Hearts get fed when
we make our own selves proud.
~Ruby L.S.~
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