“When others demand that we become the people they want us to be, they force us to destroy the person we really are. It’s a subtle kind of murder … the most loving parents and relatives commit this murder with smiles on their faces.”
― Jim Morrison
People are afraid of themselves
They should stand up for their pain
I am surrounded and incarcerated by pain right now
It tells me who I am
What I need
Clare Dubois says crying is her super power
A little egret blooms
And finishes almost within a day
There is a final glut of raspberries as they finish
I pick them amidst Blustery September winds and squally showers
Cold fat raindrops exploding on and around me
The new moon crescent set alongside the sun
Huge and glowing orange by the last rays of sunlight
We’d heard tell of it on Sunday but saw it as we came home on Monday – Moon day
A speeding bullet of a magpie with its tail streaming along behind it
Is suspended as it battles the prevailing headwind
Trees, still full in leaf, are buffeted
and billow in the strengthening gusts
The rain closes in
And the reflections of streetlights move like shooting stars
down the side windowpane of the car
The whole, not good enough thing stems from that place of lack.
That is the result of inter generational trauma.
I have tried not to pass that onto the next generation
But should not judge my parents
That was not their job to heal.
They did not have the information I have had.
That was what was passed on to them
Instead you can come from a place of abundance and sufficiency
And look for the good.
To keep hold of that
I have got more than enough.
I am more than enough
I do enough, I don’t have to keep pushing striving
It is enough just to sit and watch the weather roll in
And Rejoice in the awesome beauty
Look for the good
And pay that backwards as well as forwards
In order to make peace
Accept that that’s just their way of seeing things
and I don’t have to buy into it
And I don’t need to take it personally
Understand it comes from their suffering
and has very little to do with me
And instead focus on the good in them
Reflect that back to them.
The Geese are moving.