Relate, Reflect and Ruminate: Slow Motion
Because sometimes, emotions don’t fit into bullet points and I have a flare for the dramatic.
For those feeling stuck between healing and remembering, and unsure if the pain is worth the wisdom.
A moment in time suspended,
A feather falling,
Clarity in only the now but not the mind
Actions taken, mistakes made
The duress of the gathering
Whispering sweetly toxic stories
Awoken with the birds of moments passage
Passing of its time an illusion
Magnitude between instances unimportant
Only in its realisation are we found
Moving forward, an anchor
Born in our inner forge
Unhelpful questions of reflective agony
Seeking to justify and flagellate
Disallowing the forgetting
Yet in pain, pain exists
In absence, affliction you would not find
Value trapped unhappily upon the rack
Problem to opportunity, opportunity to solution
The fires honoured for their heat not the burn
Burns treated with the love of disfigurement
Tender and sensitive recovery
Never again to be supple, scars persistent with its own heat
Heat the new reality a loving purpose
With heat one invites and nourishes
No victim offers for the surrender of the reward
No attacker violates for the creation of the gift
No saviour controls for the resonance of connection
Their burns living as warning, colder than a dead sun
Radiance emerging only beyond you
The radiant sees their scars
The radiant remembers truthfully
The radiant fulfils, honouring all sides
When licked by the fires of life
Invite it inside, it is already you.
🗝️ Three Paths to Make This Yours - Unlock Your Understanding:
How do I meet the moments that shape me without losing myself to their fire?
🧠 The Thinker’s Path: I would trace the shape of the burn to understand what it tried to transform.
🧠 Write a letter to your past self analysing what you learned from one pivotal emotional rupture.
🌿 The Wanderer’s Path: I would soften into the moment, letting it teach me without needing it to make sense.
🌿 Spend an afternoon doing nothing but feeling - no fixing, no reframing, just being.
🔥 The Challenger’s Path: I would demand the fire speak plainly - what did it leave me with that I didn’t choose.
🔥 Name one story of pain you’re ready to stop justifying and challenge its grip on your identity.
The truth is simple and hard: You’re always one choice away from a new path.
Poetic musings. Wonder through words!
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🌌 More Wonderings Beyond This Path – Curiosity Leads, Wonder Follows:
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