
The hand that set's the path I wish to be on, and propels me into a whirlwind of cyclones of ideas and configurations in life.
It's the hand that tells the stories of our lives, and has an obsessive need to be organized.
The left hand remembers everything. Numbers, letters, times, dates, smells, feelings, tastes, and sayings. It's a complicated structure of This and That, with a need to define itself at every single moment.

The absentminded freedom explorer. The spontaneous, unpredictable, philosophical, cat lover, whose heart for art overpowers her need to survive.
The right hand forgets important details, and keeps others waiting.
It's a holistic, synthesizing conundrum of music & bitter defaults, that lead into a better understanding of the world through silly displacement of geometry, and open minds.

I've come to realize that with each footstep on every day forward, is a new step toward becoming a new me. Just in the past few months have I come leaps and bounds in finding my true self once again.
For four years, the me that I always knew, had become stagnant, and lost.
Its nice to see her truly smile once again.
It's nice to be looked at, and told that I am beautiful again, by those I want to hear it from.
I've realized that the only true love, is the love in me.
"You can fall in love with many people, but you can only truly be in love if you love yourself."
I've heard that a million times, but only now has the light shined, and shown me, what that truly means.
I have steps to climb in the next couple of weeks. I have a lot to work out in my current relationships. I have a large canyon to jump as far as my future. But whatever the outcome, I know it will be better than what I have been holding on to for the past 4 or 5 years.
It's time for this bird, this RAVEN to be free and fly again.
*song of choice today: Nelly Furtado - I'm Like a Bird*
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