ReminderA Poem by I.R.Haven't been in this site for LOOOONG time...I took an online course on mindfulness. The lessons and experiences from that inspired this poem. Photo by Northwoods Murphy from Pexels.I know that you feel that grievous pinch Twist your heart at times, like the meaty fingers Of a frustrated mother, and a darkness’s cast around Your vision like a 60s camera trick in a horror flick And smoke and thunder come, and you’re sent back To when we feared that which we couldn’t explain, When we gnashed our teeth as the moon devoured the sun, To when we’d die in the wilderness if our tribe denied us To when you were a child and your father reprimanded you “Speak RIGHT!” And you didn’t know what he meant But your body knew it wasn’t good, to when you feared People would extinguish your sun if you let it show in your smile Just know that when you fall into the trance, swallowed up By the storm, that even though it’s real in your mind and body, The truth lies beneath the oxidized armor of your conditioning, Beneath the chinks of it, if you’re brave enough to accept it, To make the cracks bigger. Lean into the wound with love, tend to it, Shine the loving light of your awareness like a candle in the dark To reveal that minotaur in the never-ending labyrinth of your fears And watch as from its mouth climbs out a child-you just wanting to belong. © 2020 I.R.Author's Note
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Added on August 7, 2020 Last Updated on August 7, 2020 Tags: mindfulness, trauma, fears, negative bias, ancestral fears, awareness, loving awareness, minotaur, eclipse, labyrinth AuthorI.R.TXAboutMade in Mexico: Assembled in the U.S. of A. Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, o.. more..Writing
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