I have been diving deeper and deeper into myself.
Searching the depths of my soul.
Seeking truth, seeking self.
I find love.
Lots and lots of love.
It is promising.
Past this love,
deep down at the core of my being
I find fear and sadness.
They mingle and stir
and bubble to the surface.
Bubbles pop releasing their poison into my life.
Why must I be afflicted by the thorns of childhood?
Thorns of past.
How do I heal?
How do I live?
(It's rather interesting. I don't remember the dream. I had forgotten what I had written. Yet for several days after I was in a depressive stupor. A feeling of anguish, darkness, failure, misery was riding through my days with me. This is what my dreams do to me even when I push them aside and excuse them. Now I am facing the feelings that lingered. I will excuse them as well. Today is a new day. A beautiful day. A bright and promising day. I will access the fire in my belly and move on with energy, expression, fascination at life. Today will be a day of happiness and love.)
fire courtesy of our backyard pit :)