Stolen

Distortion, history, fear and self-hatred

steal our clarity, our compassion, our strength, and our presence.

The task is not to go to war with ourselves,

but to allow the stolen seeds to take root in their chaotic prison.

They are where they need to be.

7 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. kirizar's avatar kirizar
    May 18, 2017 @ 10:56:04

    Hmm, a think piece. What a shame my son decided sleep was overrated. I suspect he has stolen my seeds of perspicacity, recognition, and intuition. I am ripe for the compost indeed.

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  2. Elaine GREEN's avatar Elaine GREEN
    May 18, 2017 @ 13:04:53

    i so appreciate you including me on these postings, Sandy….. thank you…

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  3. Fish Eye Farm's avatar Fish Eye Farm
    May 18, 2017 @ 14:49:05

    Distortion says who – history is gone baby – look in the mirror and say, “I love myself!”.
    I ain’t buying it. I’m steal my seeds back. Because they are good seeds. (said with conviction for myself, you do what you need to) You are smart, girl.

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