With fingernails like knives
She drives her talons into
The back of my neck
Picking me up in her icy grip
As if I were a kitten; scruffed
I can feel the force of her strength
To my shoulder blades.
Paralyzed, unmoving, I can
Only feel her control over me,
Meet Mistress Jealousy.
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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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We share the same mistress, apparently … except mine is viciously sadistic. Wonderful write.
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Oh. Thank you! I take that as a huge compliment. “The punisher” is much more cruel. I can’t remember what I called that post. When I do, I’ll send it to you…
Thank you, again!
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Finally found it… The post about the punisher…far more sinister and sadistic than miz jealousy. Enjoy!
http://tiffanybeingfree.com/2015/09/18/letting-go-of-the-hot-coal/
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I will read it shortly!!! Thank you!
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