The Naked Truth

TiffanyNovember 18, 2015January 17, 2016breathing, healing, poetry & prose, resistanceBeing authentic, being vulnerable, poetry & prose

To be 100% true is to be naked.
Perhaps that’s why it’s
called the naked truth.

I can no longer hide
behind this mask.
Behind these layers I’ve laid down.

To show you who I am,
I must, layer by layer,
remove the armor.

Separating the truth from the not
requires cutting away.
The knife feels serrated.

The pockets of resistance,
the places I most fear your rejection,
are the hardest to reveal.

As I show it to you,
I must within
heal it, too.

For how can I expect you
to accept this part of me,
if I, myself, cannot let it be?

Breathing in, I remove the chainmail: Inspiration.
Breathing out, I peel back the flesh: Expiration.
Exposed now for you to see.

Open, feeling, being, breathing.
I want to run from it,
as much as to it.

Revealing soft, supple flesh.
Now you see
another part of me.

Naked.
Revealed.
Pulsating in vulnerability.

No longer evading the light,
I can now rest more easily
in the truth of me.

Namaste.

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Published by Tiffany

Writing out my thoughts has helped me to gain a new perspective of myself. In sharing these writings, it is my hope to help others to better understand themselves. It is my belief that with each of us who chooses this path of greater understanding of thy self, that it inspires others to do the same. This building momentum is the force that drives me to share, for in my vulnerability, I find my strength. I believe that you can also find yours there. ~~~In reading some of my posts, you will see that growth is not always pretty. It is in breaking apart and coming undone that a seed sprouts and breaks free of its own captivity. It is also out of mud that the lotus blossoms. ~~~Please join me in seeing the beauty of growth within the deconstruction of our limiting beliefs. ~~T.C. View more posts