Ramblings of a MadWoman

Abundance

Yet another part
Of our natural essence
That so many resist
Closing themselves
From receiving
And yet
They chase with haste
With one hand
Whilst sabotaging
With the other!
Fragmenting & defusing
Their own abundance!

Are they fearful of their own power?
Or feeling not worthy?
If so …
What have they done
To be so non deserving?
Perhaps it’s about responsibility
Some people shy away from that
Or the effort or focus it takes
Maybe they are keeping themselves
On the straight & narrow
For fear of going overboard
Or being over indulgent!
Others may think it makes them lazy, slothful
They will lose their determination & drive
Or perhaps it’s the thrill of the chase
Of solving the problem & creating the solution
The end prize almost being an anti climax!

How paradoxical …
We hold back on one form of abundance $$$$
For fear of losing another …
Drive, opportunity, humility, thrill, achievement etc
There are endless forms of everything
So why fear lack or limitation
Or perhaps that’s not the issue
Perhaps it’s one called control!
But still that is rooted
In fears of lack or loss
We need to spend more time
Focusing on what is plentiful
Within our lives
Cause there are many stock piles
It’s then a matter of
Changing the form
A much easier challenge
Psychologically
Than starting from nothing!

Brutal Beauty

We open our senses
So that we can feel
The truth that lies within
It starts as a dull ache
Deep within our hearts
A sense of disturbance
Discomfort
Tightly bound
Constriction

I know not what it is
That binds me
Only that its time to unwind
The ugly barbs that bite into my heart
Restricting my beat
Thwarting my flow

A trickle of love flows thru my veins
There has been a drought within
No longer a fertile oasis
Starved … barren
Everything brown
Faded like straw
Limp & lifeless

Grey tones
Give way to empty miles
Of nothingness
Neutral tones
Boring beige

A lonely landscape
Or though it seems
There is a life force of its own
Build for this barren harsh land
Flourishing underneath
The harsh brutality
Beautiful in its own right
Rugged
Jutting

Acute angles
Cut the landscape
Dramatic in their setting
It stops you dead in your tracks
You take notice
Of you or the landscape
They are only a reflection of you
You are one & the same

What you see in the surrounding landscape
Is what is resonating within you
Some days it’s lush green pastures
Others … stark ruggedness
Or perhaps tranquil river banks
All bold contrasts!

All these scenes reflecting
The different forms within
Our inner landscape
As dynamic as the changing climate around us
Showing us that beauty emanates from all
Be it brutal, tranquil or lush

A reflective message …
To love & appreciate every aspect of you
Not just selected parts
The good … the bad
The ugly … the beautiful
Nurturing and brutal
All support
Just different tones
They all serve
Why else would they be part of our lives!

Supple Strength

A soft voice within whispers …
You’ve done well
You’ve followed your heart
You battled your head
You’ve evolved the things not working
No more blind beliefs
No more plodding on the treadmill
You’ve broken the cycle
You’ve dug deep
To discover what’s inside
A woman of great depth
With an enormous heart
One who feels everything she does
No more auto pilot
No more numbness
The fortress has tumbled
You are stronger now
More than before
The supple strength of the willow
Who flexes with the elements
Meshing with their environment
Deep rooted, grounded & stable
Moving to the seasons
Reveling in whatever climate blows her way
Strong & supple in her form
Soft, languid & nurturing in her presence
Welcoming with her lush green foliage
A peaceful spot for all to rest!
Enveloped by your draping lines
You surround those around you
With harmony & joy
They drink from your spirit
Refreshed for the next stage
Of their life’s’ experience

Naked

Here I sit self conscious
For all to see
I wear my heart on my sleeve
I strip myself bare
In plain view
Nowhere to hide
Naked
Part of me enjoys the exhibitionism
Part of me feels awkward
In fact I often feel awkward

But what is awkwardness?
Is it not just the fear of being judged?
Not being good enough
Or inappropriate
Or perhaps being rejected

Does it really matter?
The most important thing
Is your own opinion
Are you rejecting you?
Be comfortable with you
Be comfortable in your own skin
Cause if you are
Everyone else will be
As they are only reflections of you!!!

Reflections Of You

Everything you see
Is a reflection of you
Your state of mind
Your inner feelings
Your self worth
Your values & beliefs
All a projection
Then a simple reflection

This is how we get to see
That which lies within
Our construct
Our programming
Our boundaries
Our limitations

You speak to others
How you speak to yourself
Always speaking the words you need to hear
And if you do not listen
Others will speak them back
They will voice the subconscious
Fears, guilts & doubts
All will be played back to you
Amplified!
From your cast around you

You are indeed the creator of this play
Scripting the roles of others
No wonder you are a self fulfilling prophecy

We are equipped
With our own navigation system
Guiding our journey
Correcting our paths

Everything is feedback
Success & failure
Good & bad
Positive & negative
Two different streams
Just like hot & cold
Not better
Not worse
Just different!

Everything serves
That’s why it’s all support
Helping on your path
You may not choose to see it that way
But that is purely your perception

Same in Essence

I see you
You see me
But what do we both really see?

Reflections of you
Or reflections of me
What will it truly be?

Both …
We see parts of ourselves
In each other
That’s why we’ll always be
Sisters & brothers!

Not related by blood
A resounding resonance
Same in essence
Just different in expression!