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Posts Tagged ‘Overcoming Trauma’

How do we get to the light without traversing the dark?
When pouncing into Spring light, we are re-working a cultural story
that preaches fear of darkness . . .

Black like Panther illuminates the dark side of the moon
and a shadowy memory of Winter’s TAPS.
A Full Moon wanes with promise of a New Moon shine o’er a watery bend.

Sitting with a metaphysically inner-world theatrical movie trailer . . .
Lights, Camera, Vision!
Clairaudient audio-clips from alternate realities amplifies
a deafening sound of silence . . . What?

Flexing our soulful mind-body-spirit muscles at will –
quantum leaps out of old boxed in mind-sets . . .
We leap into new frontiers as first and fastest responders.

Skin on skin heightened perceptual touch opens up
psychometric portals in consciousness.
Awakening feminine powers of passionate sensuality – isn’t that the cat’s meow?

Dionysus inspires us to embark through the heart of the dark night of the soul . . .
Releasing fears when remembering that
“jealousy, envy, criticism, and judgment are refuges”
to the energy of insecurity . . .

Awakening to a mythical heroic quest through resurrection.

Somewhat akin to when Apollo re-appears in Rocky’s life to help him reclaim
“the eye of the Tiger.”
With Panther’s help – we can always get it back.

See you further on down the trails,
Ari

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Our mountain of opposition
Is the monster of fear
Keeping us hidden within our cave

When we liberate ourselves
Toward an understanding of energetically soulful Being
Created in your image,
Then we will transcend
The monster of fear

That has perpetuated our own oppression

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Since you floated away,
I’ve been pondering my feelings – particularly today.

If I were a movie and you were my director,
After your credits were over, I could no longer cry on your shoulder.

As your script flashed before my interior eye,
I was left disillusioned before I could cry.

Literally, I was your creation – your pride and joy.
You were my mommy, and I was your little boy.

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