art therapy – Page 3 – The Culture of Being

Mind Sailing

I keep thinking about what the future will be like

But more than that,

What I want it to be like.

I don’t know if I believe in manifesting,

but I believe in choices.

Life is not always choosing between certain paths because every once in a while you arrive at a seashore.

From there you can take a boat where there are no bounds.

You just trust that deep down in your soul you are connected to the water that keeps you floating.

The great Mother that rocks you to and fro

will bring you to a place

no one has been

and you will feel you have arrived

home.

I love you little galaxy,

Tiny stars across this tiny cosmos.

Is my heart aching or am I still angry?

Is this ache bitterness, is it protection, or is it both?

If the bridge between us damaged my soul,

shouldn’t I feel peace when the bridge has been burnt to the ground?

Even if I wasn’t the one holding the match?

If there is an encounter written in the stars, do I act like I am okay?

Is forgiveness pretending to be okay when under my skin my heart beats faster and my mind silently screams at me to run?

If forgiveness isn’t synonymous with pretending to be fine, then what is it?

Is it laying your soul at the feet of those same people that trampled on it before?

Is remembering,

using caution,

being anxious,

holding a grudge?

How do you dig up the posts that held the bridge if they are too far into the riverbed?

How do you heal the riverbed so new life can flow into the empty spaces?

What is forgiveness?

How do you forget forever?