Philosophy of Love

Richocheted memories
fragmented state of mind, slowly coming into focus
stillness a moment in time
intimacy shared, pulled back, pulled up, shut down
acting out our fears, yet fearing to act on, act with

fully exposed

parts of self solid, parts of self challenged, parts of self malleable
when we call out into space, the universe co-conspires for our happiness
we meet those who draw forth our most inner truth, our best selves, and fortunately the parts of us we'd like to bury away for safe keeping....
a place that hides the world's darkest secrets.

giving freely, not so free
easy to give, then it becomes a struggle with self
stretching the soul
insecurities run rampant. sequence after sequence telling a story of someone we once knew
these fears challenge our endurance, but at some point, it becomes a conscious choice to work through them: embrace them--get personal with them--nurture them, so we can set them free.

living in one's mind, compartmentalized is a slow death...a mind fuck that keeps us out of integrity and far from our authentic selves.
peeling back those layers, exposing our deepest fears, heartaches, desires.
together, sharing we can heal
in-to-me-you-see
by the process of allowing ourselves to unfold, tasting our essence, again opens us further into the realm of knowing our basic selves, no projection, no fronting, no avoidance, no games.

striving for a whole integrated self is not so easy---i know
all of life's beauties, challenges and struggles are put in front of us to test our faith in ourselves, others, and the universe.
If we embrace the process, over and over again, we will be rewarded with the beautiful gift of our life's work.
yet, when we don't know that we don't know, "True power is wisdom found in remembering your total journey"