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The Real Susan please Stand Up


Yesterday was full of colour,
today feels more like all shades of grey.
Not complaining though, these days have their turn, it is part of who I am?

Like this self-portrait, I'm not sure which version of me I am today?
Feeling vulnerable, uneasy, chatter going on in my head.

I noticed too there are little pieces of me missing 
in the image, that's exactly how I feel,
missing pieces not knowing what?

A well used phrase comes to mind -
"you are enough", a gentle affirming reminder 
to myself to just be with it all, yet
the feelings persist. I feel like I'm
too much for myself today!

But, tomorrow is tomorrow,
a brand new day, 
most likely a different 
version of me will come to the fore, 
the Susan I have come to know so well,
the Susan who is mostly consistent these days,
she is still there among all the chatter, she listens, 
she assures saying hush hush, all is well.

Intention ~ practice being, accepting, being kind to self in all seasons,
                  the blacks, the greys and every colour between.


Comments

Yes, how interesting we can go from flashes of color and light to black and white as the color fades... It's all the dance of life - as you said - embracing it all... And we can always look beyond the mirror image to she who is really there :) It's all a matter of HOW we see... You are definitely "enough."

Cat said…
yes yes yes
you are so much more than enough

it is the ebb and flow of life...the yin the yang
even in the grey
the beauty here abounds♥

love and light
Unknown said…
i love all your colours.

monkey minds do need a rest, there are gifts behind the chatter.

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