Tag: #SelfExpression

  • The Language of Butterflies – Walking the Path of Attachment with Alysse Aallyn

    Creativity : “Harness your Uniqueness”

      When searching for your soulmate this is no time to “blend with the crowd.” You need to discover exactly who you are so you can seek your complementary and missing elements. If you are uncertain or mistaken about your essential self, you won’t even recognize The One. You will be guaranteed to choose a partner based on false considerations of status or appearance. This requires you stop hiding your true self and allow it to emerge. Easier said than done! Turns out we all have been babying the shyly unique aspects of ourselves that don’t win instant recognition from the crowd. Well, we are going to have to experiment with taking Baby out for daily strolls and develop a bit of muscle. Don’t worry if the “likes” fall away – you are not trying to appeal to everyone. The creativity card means you will need to become imaginative in how you present yourself. You want someone accepting? Be accepting. You want someone brave? Be brave. You want someone who looks deeper? Look deeper.

      Fire In the Dust

      In photographs
      The ladies scream or laugh
      It’s hard to tell
      Heads back they bare their
      Grief or joy or
      Agonized relief
      It’s hard to tell.
      All that remains of them
      Tattered icons growing ever dim.

      The fountains of our fear
      Leap high at first, like dancers
      Frozen at first burst
      Of freedom
      Paralyzed abreast
      The arc
      We cannot see
      What tortuous sign these fossils
      Meant to be.

      In that first winter
      We thought the earth was dead
      Statues mated
      Trees erupted dragonflies
      The angry lonely
      Sang and cried.
      Somewhere some fetus twists and jerks
      Convergence of dynastic quirks

      So drop the toxic cloak of bitter spite that
      Melts the flesh and terrorizes night –
      Waiting out a cycle’s sum
      Spinning down to kingdom come.
      For nothing vain, came nothing plain
      This world was born
      To live again.