healing
How to heal fully and properly.
Finding a Foundation
“I could remember the sound of the gunshots and I ran out the door with no shoes on. I think my mother was too scared because she wouldn’t leave the house.” I sat and listened to Fawzi 'Benny' Benhariz, a local Fremont neighborhood artist in Seattle who I had just met. Our small talk of the summer Solstice festivities quickly took a very personal turn when I asked him about how he became an artist.
By Justina Taylor5 years ago in Motivation
Shadow Work
How simple it must be to be a bird. To take off in whichever direction life takes you, soaring through the skyline. Free. It seems I have yearned for that same freedom my whole life. Constantly looking for a source of flight to lift me up and take me away. Take me where exactly? I’m not sure. Just anywhere. I envy their lightness, how they seem to carry no weight. I wished that same lightness for myself for the longest time. I have been sore from the heaviness for as long as I can remember, living life with a concrete tether attached to me. For a great while I could not reduce its weight, I could not relieve the aches. I searched and searched for a resolution to my pain. Digging through all corners of the earth to rectify my feelings, to soothe my soul but all I was met with was continued torment. The same cycles and karmic lessons learned over and over again until one day, I asked myself “Why?” and that turned out to be the most important question I have ever asked in this life. Why did I feel this way, why did I choose to bear this weight, why did I do this or that, why, why, why? It forces one to look within, to dissect the inner workings of the soul. It shines a mirror unto one and illuminates the parts of the self that need attention, nurturing and work – the question of “why” brings forth one’s shadow-self, the parts of ourselves we keep hidden, under wraps, manipulated from others. It sets one on a journey to find themselves and once that journey is started, it is often very difficult to continue on, many people don’t.
By Fj5 years ago in Motivation
Pandemic Painting
The beach, a common peaceful place of enjoyment for many people. I enjoy people enjoying themselves. I enjoy the art in the world. I enjoy juxtaposition and the fascinating correlations that can be found in the smallest of comparisons.
By Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)5 years ago in Motivation
Blinded By Life
Gary is a good guy. He has never consumed alcohol, drugs, or cheated on his wife. In fact, he tries not to even look at another woman in a lustful way. He was an honor roll student and meet the love of his life in high school. They have been happily married for 15 years. He goes to church, volunteers, and gives to the needy. To him and others, he is a good person.
By Asyrian Payne5 years ago in Motivation
The Trip
The Trip As part of my Bucket List Tour my trip back to Marshall University and Huntington, WV after 40 years surprisingly, to me, turned out much better than I expected. As I entered the state of West Virginia I felt nervous energy embrace me as I realized that I was so close to the trip I pictured over the last 40 years.
By roy Slezak5 years ago in Motivation
Small Town to Big City
There is only so much you can learn from growing up in a small town. In a secluded community where outdated beliefs, gossip and judgement run rampant, children are brought up to believe this is the norm. And just like other kids, my only outlet was music. I felt suppressed, misunderstood and judged, and that this was how my life was always going to be because that is just how it is. Listening to music and writing songs was my only way to escape reality.
By Tessa Wooden5 years ago in Motivation
My Art-o-Biography
When I was five years old, I saw my dad drawing a cheat-cheat for the secret card matching game that appears in Super Mario Bros 3. Each chart he drew showed where the star, mushroom, flower, extra life, and coins were located, making it that much easier to win the mini game with all the spoils. That is when I learned I wanted to draw.
By Andrilisa Read-Iglesias Lopes5 years ago in Motivation
The Two Emotions
I feel I'm an entuned with the entire worlds emotions at times. It can be challenging, deciphering others from my own. My writings, are important me. It is a way for me to escape the pressures that arise, to quiet the mental and emotional chatter which comes often and without warning. This is not a complaint, I've learned to adjust for it as I understand my writings are not just from me, but those who left this dimension without expressing their feelings, speaking their truths, having a voice. Leaving one last whisper upon the face of this planet for someone to hear and tell their story for peace sake. Including nature may I add. It is a humbling place writing takes you. Everyday, episode of your life can be the beginning, middle or the end of a story waiting to be told in a passionate way.
By Poetic Empress- Original5 years ago in Motivation
Why should you listen to me?
As a child, I was always told to do as I say not as I do. This was infuriating to me, especially when I saw them doing things, I knew were wrong. I had a strong bullshit meter from a young age, and it has only gotten better as I have aged. When I was a young adult, my mother asked me "Do you want to know what the problem with you is?" I replied, "I am sure you will tell me either way." "You think that everyone is crazy!", she said with a smirk. I could not disagree because I did think everyone is crazy. "And you think you are less crazy than everyone else!" she spit at me like it was venom. Again, she was correct. I do not think I am not crazy...just less crazy than most people. I often feel sorry for my mother, who is full of crazy, to have a child like me who is unrelenting in her ability and desire to identify and want minimization of the crazy. So, I became an adult, a social worker, a personal development coach, an Interfaith Minister, a psychotherapist and "Queen of My Life"! Ought to at least get paid well for this skill that I have! The current question is, "What is next?"
By Arlene Butler5 years ago in Motivation
A Day Like No Other
I commit to love and Magic, this I gulp every morning upon waking. I love Mother Earth, the Sun, Moon, Planets, the stars, and all living creatures that live on her body. I can write about this deep love in this timeline, never before I spoke this, as the stories that rambled judgement diminished the words to leave my lips. I thought, “I will embody what my heart resonates and others will feeel this truth of my unspoken.”
By Violet Roseman5 years ago in Motivation
