Weight and Stuff and TS Elliott...

"WEIGHT and STUFF are simply barriers against a world we THINK is threatening."

Weight and My Little Pony...I build awesome barriers!

The past couple of weeks have been electric, connections buzzing.

Recovering from LOSS and hardship, I come to realize...

I have fallen into obscurity, FAR from my personal feminine vision.

To extracate myself from a VERY dark place, I must now fumble towards a light.

Self Examination.

I peek into mirrors, almost afraid to look. I barely recognize the person who looks back.

Is this me?

What IS my feminine vision?

I don't remember... So much a part of me, I simply took for granted. Now, unknown. I'm scrabbling. Who is this person I have come to be?

I am NO ONE.

Once,

A musician, a singer/songwriter/guitar player; a girl / a daughter; ALMOST a wife; good at sports; popular..

Now,

I WORK for the gov't; sometimes, I make jewellery; a landlady; a pet mom; a sister; reclusive...

My world has grown quite SMALL. I don't trust. Experience cautions me to shield myself from any attempt at risk taking; however, that is not MY nature.

I believe in MY nature. I was born in the year of the HORSE. I promise to act courageously in the face of the obscurity I have allowed myself to drown in. My higher self - WILL - finds a hold. I will trust again.

Tumbling and getting back up - LIVING.

If you don't get back up....you're dead. And, by the way...

“That corpse you planted last year in your garden, “Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?"

I have been DEAD, living in the scorched earth.

"...fear, in a handful of dust"

"April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain..."

In time, we ALL grow green again...