In three parts, I feel a de-escalation from “Fight it at all cost!” to “walk alongside it and resist the urge,” to finally “look into it with understanding, and move at your own will.”
Just my 30 seconds’ reflection at the tail end of a long day trapped in the house with two kids feverish over snow.
“By giving it form and voice, this work seeks to break its silent dominion, to hold the despair in my own hands rather than be held in its grasp.” Do you think it worked?
1. Yes I think it worked. 2. My standard is always what is the arrangement that makes you say “that is exactly what i’m thinking now formed into the written word” once i pass that internal standard I’m definitely more resilient.
This is exactly what I’m doing here. Trying to understand them gracefully, with acceptance. At least I think I was trying to do. I’m not sure it fully finished properly. I may need a part 4
Of course i was definitely responding to quote more than your poetry. I can never figure out how to respond other than “good job” (which this definitely was).
I told someone this weekend that I wrote that poem specifically from feeling not language. You are correct it was inspiration it was a choice. A choice to stay.
Thank you very much. Andrea and I have become very good friends. It’s alright, don’t worry about yesterday. It’s in the past, I promise my feelings were not hurt.
Wonderful reflection!
Thank you Andrea.
“She’d covered every mirror, would not look,
would not be tempted by distortion’s gaze.
The vision held within her mind would be
the final spark of energy.” 👏🏼👏🏼
Thank you
I’m moved as I read this.
In three parts, I feel a de-escalation from “Fight it at all cost!” to “walk alongside it and resist the urge,” to finally “look into it with understanding, and move at your own will.”
Just my 30 seconds’ reflection at the tail end of a long day trapped in the house with two kids feverish over snow.
Thank you Matt. I appreciate you very much.
I thoroughly enjoyed reading this, Dorie. I could relate to the mirror work, the shadow work, the tending to wounds.
It’s one of the darkest I’ve written. Facing everything head on seemed to be the way of finally letting go of it
Yes, I’ve arrived at a similar reflection myself. The only way out is through.
Yes
I read this, and my heart sat with it for a while. Sending you care today. 🤍
What if we tried to understand the monsters and the abyss, instead of fighting them?
Thank you for being here, for reading, for the conversation.
It’s hard to find. The feeling is mutual
“By giving it form and voice, this work seeks to break its silent dominion, to hold the despair in my own hands rather than be held in its grasp.” Do you think it worked?
1. Yes I think it worked. 2. My standard is always what is the arrangement that makes you say “that is exactly what i’m thinking now formed into the written word” once i pass that internal standard I’m definitely more resilient.
This is exactly what I’m doing here. Trying to understand them gracefully, with acceptance. At least I think I was trying to do. I’m not sure it fully finished properly. I may need a part 4
Of course i was definitely responding to quote more than your poetry. I can never figure out how to respond other than “good job” (which this definitely was).
Sometimes I find it hard as well to write a good comment.
Some projects are hard to finish. Unfortunately this was not one of them. Looking into the abyss feels easier than regular commentary.
Thank you very much for reading and commenting. I appreciate your words very much.
I told someone this weekend that I wrote that poem specifically from feeling not language. You are correct it was inspiration it was a choice. A choice to stay.
Thank you very much. Andrea and I have become very good friends. It’s alright, don’t worry about yesterday. It’s in the past, I promise my feelings were not hurt.