Primal energy courses
so strongly through my veins
Almost like a gang with chains
Calling forth my verses.
Fears
Tears
Fall to the side
In the heat of my need
To express;
No longer suppress
My needs for
….
Anything which
My soul desires.
The fire
The heat
Rises up from my seat
Following the depths of
my sacred column
with an ever increasing volume.
It fills me and presses
Me to rise with it
Or risk being scorched
by the magma of my yearning.
White hot,
The lava flows.
Some burns help me
To learn
A new way
Of being, living, thriving
Alive within the fire.
Burning on,
Burning brightly,
Sometimes just
Burning,
Tiffany
Dazzling Phoenix Consumption
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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.
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