Suffering
Floating away in a cloud
Leaving space for the tulip to spread its petals
Dying already
The impending death overshadows the beauty
And the tulip never tastes sweet enough
I think he is sweet enough
And so I sit, and wait, and long for his entry
A raging wish to be devoured burns me up inside
He is in me already, but I want more
My eyes, hands, and tongue… My heart
Ache and break to touch him and it is never enough
Before I notice the tulip has died.
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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