Wow! I always look forward to you magically weaving layer upon layer and then allowing me to float back down onto the plush bed of flowers. That we can all stick the landing unfractured makes the scent of the blue rose all the more sweet. You were, are, and will always be, truly remarkable. Thank you for sharing yourwholeself Sez! Love the interesting photo of your mom!
Thank you for taking the time to read, Cliff! And yes, it is a wonderfully weird image that sums up my mum. I have no doubt you have stories of your own having been awestruck by your incredible photos!🌻
Thank you for opening your window. I truly adore your story-telling. Have always been captivated by the truth of the miraculous, the mysterious beauty, the profound spiritual connectedness borne in dark places. In suffering..
Thank you dear Sez for sharing your story and the raw trauma you experienced as a child. Your words are so descriptive and so eloquently stated that I am whisked away into your story and walking through it with you. It did bring me to tears. I will listen again. 💜
I appreciate you sharing your gift of writing, and your ability to take us into the story, feeling every moment. It is so calming hearing you read it exactly as it should be read. We and life exist in a constant state of duality, and you expressed how to embrace that as the beauty of wholeness rather than something broken or fractured. 💖. Appreciate you and this community.
Truly deep and beautiful. Thank you Sez for sharing this part of yourself with us. While listening I thought about my internal Canyons that if travelled all my life, overcoming obstacle after obstacle, climbing, falling, been swept away in raging floods, battered by torrential hail and rain, baked by unrelenting sun or nearly frozen to death in the bitter-cold blizzards. But I tell myself today almost each and every day, that I survived, learned, coped, transformed, build anew, climbed again and again. I survived. Battered and bruised, yet, still alive. I might find myself tired and aching, but I still have hope. Today my rest is longer. And if it is dark around me, I go and search for a crack… because that’s where the light comes it. I know I cannot separate myself from this Canyon with it’s intricate structures, complex layers, deep and furrowed branches, little streams and the big river of life flowing through it. I can always only try to integrate and sometimes try to smooth the rough edges, but sometimes these are like raw diamonds, visible only to those who care to take a real good look into the inside and have the skill and patience to cut and polish it until it shines and reveals its inner beauty to the eye of the beholder.
Absolutely brutiful, Sez💙
Thank you for listening/reading Grace. Wonderful to be able to share a part of my story with you and for it to find resonance with you ❤️
Inky
Darkness
How else
Do we expect
Words to reach
The page
❤️
And so
We set out
Across the plains
Of our discontent
A deep knowing
Our compass
A deep longing
Our humanity
A deep love
Our disposition
Wow! I always look forward to you magically weaving layer upon layer and then allowing me to float back down onto the plush bed of flowers. That we can all stick the landing unfractured makes the scent of the blue rose all the more sweet. You were, are, and will always be, truly remarkable. Thank you for sharing yourwholeself Sez! Love the interesting photo of your mom!
Thank you for taking the time to read, Cliff! And yes, it is a wonderfully weird image that sums up my mum. I have no doubt you have stories of your own having been awestruck by your incredible photos!🌻
Thank you for sharing. ❤️ I see you. I love you. 🙏 Namaste.
♥️ thank you Brenda 🙏🏼
Thank you for opening your window. I truly adore your story-telling. Have always been captivated by the truth of the miraculous, the mysterious beauty, the profound spiritual connectedness borne in dark places. In suffering..
Amen sister ♥️🌻
Wow Sez! This is so profound and insightful!🌹🥀❤️
Thank you Amy! ♥️🌻
Thank you dear Sez for sharing your story and the raw trauma you experienced as a child. Your words are so descriptive and so eloquently stated that I am whisked away into your story and walking through it with you. It did bring me to tears. I will listen again. 💜
Thank you Anne, it’s wonderful to feel seen by like hearted souls, so thank you for holding space for these words ♥️
I appreciate you sharing your gift of writing, and your ability to take us into the story, feeling every moment. It is so calming hearing you read it exactly as it should be read. We and life exist in a constant state of duality, and you expressed how to embrace that as the beauty of wholeness rather than something broken or fractured. 💖. Appreciate you and this community.
I appreciate you Rosie - thank you for sharing your experience. Your words eloquently describe what I wished to express, so it’s an honor ❤️
Truly deep and beautiful. Thank you Sez for sharing this part of yourself with us. While listening I thought about my internal Canyons that if travelled all my life, overcoming obstacle after obstacle, climbing, falling, been swept away in raging floods, battered by torrential hail and rain, baked by unrelenting sun or nearly frozen to death in the bitter-cold blizzards. But I tell myself today almost each and every day, that I survived, learned, coped, transformed, build anew, climbed again and again. I survived. Battered and bruised, yet, still alive. I might find myself tired and aching, but I still have hope. Today my rest is longer. And if it is dark around me, I go and search for a crack… because that’s where the light comes it. I know I cannot separate myself from this Canyon with it’s intricate structures, complex layers, deep and furrowed branches, little streams and the big river of life flowing through it. I can always only try to integrate and sometimes try to smooth the rough edges, but sometimes these are like raw diamonds, visible only to those who care to take a real good look into the inside and have the skill and patience to cut and polish it until it shines and reveals its inner beauty to the eye of the beholder.