I had a visitation yesterday,
ghosts from the past came by my way,
"return through the door",
a door I'd closed and bolted before!
safe and secure in this room,
being momentarily tempted back to the
'cocoon'
'cocoon'
I know no use in looking back.
abandon my truth, my own heart deny!
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(do you see my little heart hanging in the balance up there in this image?)
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(do you see my little heart hanging in the balance up there in this image?)
Yesterday I became unhinged for a while,
after a former religious acquaintance called
wanting me to return to
a way of life that I had rejected.
a way of life that I had rejected.
We all have our own mental anguishes,
from time to time these old ghosts revisit and
I have to put mine to bed once more
in order to continue down the path of my truth,
the path that has a heart without the price tag of
'restricted freedom of thought'.
(the expression thereof!)
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Recuerda mi Corazon
(the expression thereof!)
Linking with Postcards from Paradise
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Recuerda mi Corazon
Comments
i love your light.
Those photos are magical, beautiful.
down the path of your own truth,
tender one.
me?
i work on this daily,
seriously,
DAILY...
{{ i, too,
""love your light"" }}