I am stumbling through the wasteland of my soul; coming across weeds that need to be pulllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllled out like vacuum sucking the couches thrown in front of closed off gates of debris from homes that never were.
i am devoted to the pure innocence of our innerchild.
they throw tantrum fits; they kiss their dolls; they run from monsters; they believe in flying unicorns; they lick things to know what they are about; they peer into all corners to see; they live from god’s desire to express; they luv and give unconditionally knowing that the luv comes pouring in return— so many gifts in children and so many wrong turns they can make.
only tru awareness and luv,
where there is no self-gratification involved
keep them on their path of truth.
luv can only be luv if it is helping us towards a deep trust in the use of ourself
and the use of others
and the belief and faith in our infinite good.
my inner child loses her intuition every once in a while and gets sucked up into the wrong people; wrong situations; she gives her heart and gets some dust off the old wheel of desire that turns the mind that can’t feel…. it is like living in a storm.
It sounds no more: and sure, it waits upon
Some god o’ the island. Sitting on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father’s wreck,
This music crept by me upon the waters,
Allaying both their fury and my passion
With its sweet air: thence I have follow’d it,
Or it hath drawn me rather. But ’tis gone.
No, it begins again.
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
the inner child must root herself down down down into the wasteland and under to find what is her rich and strange jewels…. t.s. eliot, dante,jesus christ and shakespeare all who have given their best to KNOW have been here … hitting the rocks on the bottom of the sea to discover a genuine path by earnestly asking WHICH WAY IS UP? ( this means i am not seeking short cuts, i am seeking the a full road that is walked through having lived it … ie. no fear)
how are u? i am great but i have stumbled into a bear cave. i must face the bear with no fear. fear makes me not use my eyes. i become blind. i am fixing this error.. i will SEE EVERYTHING. i am tearing out the weeds no matter how painfull it is-
i am “up” for it.