I yelled I screamed I shouted out loud nowhere near am I proud
Impulsive blackouts from trauma never recovered only now I have discovered a reflecting mirror from the seeds that I have planted
See I wanted to birth Joy peace Love but instead it became fear it became chaos it became not hate but indifferences that look like neglect misery that have caused a lot of sorrow
All because I planted seeds without recovering from my own trauma
Still searching and seeking love peace and joy chasing it as if there was nowhere else to go
Now I’m at a dead end
Until this day I feel alone
As I watch my seeds grow sometimes blossom sometimes wilt and sometimes dying inside
Realizing I was the planter that watered them and at the same time didn’t give them enough Sun to shine
Now in this emptiness I sit here and wonder as I’m striving in survival how who when what where will I fertilize myself so the branches of my seeds can see me grow and re fertilize from me
I’ve listened twice, and the thoughts that are bubbling up for me are divine perspective. The absolute knowing that life is happening, the human experience is complex, and there may not ever be an understanding of the polarities. I think this note has shifted me into a space of deeper thought and continues to ask how I am going to place these thoughts on the page, and how I am going to explore them. What do I do with them? As life, lifes, and we feel the emotions from all angles, how are we processing? How do we come to an agreement with the alignment of the Divine when nothing makes sense…..Ah Rumi I think we are truly going somewhere with this one!! LOL Until next time, blessings on blessings,
shatoyia!!! i’m so glad your brain is going; that’s a good thing. this experience is quite complex. yet, simple. confession: i’m so glad you’re placing your thoughts on the page. i enjoy your art/expression. can’t wait to see what your mind cooks up
Psoyl
The mirror has reassurance me many of times how amazing I am and allowed me to see what I couldn’t imagine beyond myself. The anger in the spoken words sounds like you have faced that inner child trauma head on. Healing her day by day and accept the beauty is what could be looked at as bad. I love it! Thank you for sharing.
Royatltay👑
I yelled I screamed I shouted out loud nowhere near am I proud
Impulsive blackouts from trauma never recovered only now I have discovered a reflecting mirror from the seeds that I have planted
See I wanted to birth Joy peace Love but instead it became fear it became chaos it became not hate but indifferences that look like neglect misery that have caused a lot of sorrow
All because I planted seeds without recovering from my own trauma
Still searching and seeking love peace and joy chasing it as if there was nowhere else to go
Now I’m at a dead end
Until this day I feel alone
As I watch my seeds grow sometimes blossom sometimes wilt and sometimes dying inside
Realizing I was the planter that watered them and at the same time didn’t give them enough Sun to shine
Now in this emptiness I sit here and wonder as I’m striving in survival how who when what where will I fertilize myself so the branches of my seeds can see me grow and re fertilize from me
rumi ryan
this sounds like a piece in the making. is this something you’ve been working on?
Shatoyia
I’ve listened twice, and the thoughts that are bubbling up for me are divine perspective. The absolute knowing that life is happening, the human experience is complex, and there may not ever be an understanding of the polarities. I think this note has shifted me into a space of deeper thought and continues to ask how I am going to place these thoughts on the page, and how I am going to explore them. What do I do with them? As life, lifes, and we feel the emotions from all angles, how are we processing? How do we come to an agreement with the alignment of the Divine when nothing makes sense…..Ah Rumi I think we are truly going somewhere with this one!! LOL Until next time, blessings on blessings,
rumi ryan
shatoyia!!! i’m so glad your brain is going; that’s a good thing. this experience is quite complex. yet, simple. confession: i’m so glad you’re placing your thoughts on the page. i enjoy your art/expression. can’t wait to see what your mind cooks up
Psoyl
The mirror has reassurance me many of times how amazing I am and allowed me to see what I couldn’t imagine beyond myself. The anger in the spoken words sounds like you have faced that inner child trauma head on. Healing her day by day and accept the beauty is what could be looked at as bad. I love it! Thank you for sharing.
🖤🔥🖤🔥🖤🔥🖤
rumi ryan
i glad you picked up what i was putting down. i’m taking it day by day.
Anonymous
Thank you for sharing and being so transparent. I’m thankful for the community that I’ve found with you. Rumi, you’re loved over here.
Lou
rumi ryan
sending love + light right back to you lou!