I've been a writer since a young girl. Mostly poetry and short essays. I write out of passion, emotion, frustration and confusion. For years I was very guarded about sharing my writing, as I felt I was stripping my soul naked for everyone to see and my soul was all I had left to protect after everything else had been stolen or ripped from me throughout my life. Now, at 38 years of age, I find that writing and sharing it helps me and maybe at times can help someone else. So... Ive decided to plant myself here and share of myself as I empty my mind of its randomness.
For the past 6 years, I have been on a road to "mend my wings" from the damage that clustered storms have caused over the span of about 26 years. I think I have finally found the place my heart can breathe easily, so now it is a matter of me dealing with the remnants left behind on the inside.
I've learned so much in my life but one thing that stands out right now is....Life is not hard - PEOPLE are. I believe that from birth, we are given all that we need in order to handle "life" in itself. It's when people come along and smash the glass of our clarity, confuse our once clear mind, and hurt our hearts, that we tend to struggle or even find ourselves completely LOST. At least that's how it may feel. Actually, we really aren't lost... maybe just a little off path. But the journey always has a purpose. It's our job to figure out what that purpose is and just keep it moving.... Dusting ourselves of the negativity and heaviness that may try to weigh us down and keep us from reaching our destination and blessings. I feel there is still so much weight on me from things I have gone through, that I just can't seem to shake off. Maybe it's just the scars? Maybe I'm jaded? Does all of the hurt ever truly go away? Or will there always be that lingering hint of it just to remind me of where I came from and what I came out of?
As I struggle to sew my tattered wings back on... I will share it here, in hopes of being able to learn even more about myself - as complex as I know I already am. ;-)
Friday, February 26, 2010
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hmmmm the beautiful thing about those that have wings, is that they do grow back! let the tattered ones drop off so that your new ones can grow :)
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