A concerned passion, becomes fervor, then rage.
He tries, unsuccessfully, to cover his wounds.
His heart dwells in loneliness known only to him
And he feigns a smile which has become habit.
Words and actions are not habitual, though
They speak from a soulful place, intended and meant.
Generous, compassionate, warm, and empathic,
His heart heals others more easily than it receives.
He deserves forgiveness, which can only come from within.
I pray that he can give and receive this, and be open to love again.
Intuitive truth is the knowing of something that is not visible or provable in a scientific, factual way. This blog address those truths, which are revealed to us through a bodily knowing and captured through art; music; dance; and lyrical, descriptive writing. Reality is metaphorical: Every thing in the world points to something else, a truth contained within it that cannot be separated from the seer/ seeker. I hope you enjoy the blog and post your own glimpses of truth here and/or elsewhere.
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About Me
- Christine Sarah
- I’m a (sometimes, practical) dreamer who loves potential more than the finished product, the ideal more than the real, possibility more than actuality. I’m a double Pisces, Scorpio rising, lover of astrology. My husband tells me that I’m not a misfit, but that I don’t fit into the world very well. I’m a bit of a hermit, who follows the phases of the moon and loves all shades of red. Interior design, interesting photography, and men in work boots like the one’s painted by Van Gough turn me on. If I could do it all over, I would have had two beautiful children, whom I would have taught to dream, and paint, and believe in themselves. And I would have learned to dream, and paint, and believe in myself much earlier in life. I hope to someday have a yard full of wildflowers. I'd love to be a professional muse. And if I had my way, I would fall in love each and every day for the rest of my life.
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