Is the image of ourselves that we see ever really accurate? I don’t necessarily care what others think about me, or so I firmly preach, but after a recent conversation with someone I consider a friend, I find myself wondering whose image is correct? Mine, or what the outside world sees. Does the world see…
SHORT AND SWEET
Who out there has been DISmissed by an almost significant other, an almost lover, an almost soul-mate? Today, I was, except it felt very different than the usual crude let down through a text message, through a friend, through an email, etc. Wait, I forgot the worst one – Face Book?! Thank God that didn’t…
THE BALANCING ACT
Ok, so I’ve put some serious thought into why I went from personality type A to personality type B (or whatever type I am) in 5.4 seconds a couple years back. Maybe some of you can relate, maybe not, but I’m sharing anyway. After putting some serious reflection time in, I have to say, I…
A RELATIONSHIP UNTITLED
I trusted myself with you completely. It’s still there, the burn- When I think of you it becomes heated. I think of how you deceived me And how I was treated. On my sleeve was the love I openly wore for you Yet still you lashed out even when I retreated. As my wounds became…
DEEPER LEVELS
Have you ever had a friend where life seemed to send you on different journeys, but no matter where your travels brought you, the two of you always, at some point, crossed paths again – picking up exactly where you left off with ZERO weirdness between the two of you? Almost like you saw each…
WITHOUT YOU
I learn and grow Feel the heat and the burn From these bandaged wounds I’m Wrapped and sealed My skin can almost feel The air it breathes The tingling sensation That comes from letting go It’s that sweet time again I can feel and I am me Without you…
I HIDE FOR NO ONE
When not being real I hide away. This mind; transparent slides Where my life is exposed. So I hide for me. Under any light you can see them- Authority, keep your Expert eye off of me. You don’t cause my tremors I tell my tale. But I still hide for me. All, behold the ravaged, unkempt temple. No…
WHO ARE YOU
HOW MANY TIMES HAVE WE BEEN AT A SEMINAR, CLASS, WORK, OR EVEN ON THE STREET AND SOME MINDFUL, SPIRITUAL, GURU-TYPE OF PERSON APPROACHES US AND ASKS THE ONE QUESTION THAT MAKES YOU WANT TO PULL YOUR HAIR OUT, AND FRANKLY MAKES YOU FEEL KIND OF LIKE A DIMWHITT WHO SHOULD BE EXCUSED FROM THE…
SIMON SAYS
We’ve all either been in a relationship, or have seen one, where one person in said relationship deliberately dominates their partner to the point of controlling their every move, mentally, and or, physically abusing them. And don’t forget the passing out of marching orders – who you can and cannot hang out with, what you…
Mysterious Me
“There is a charge For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge For the hearing of my heart — It really goes. And there is a charge, a very large charge For a word or a touch Or a bit of blood.” Why did Sylvia Plath feel that she was on display for the…
Introducing ARTOFSELFBLOG
ARTOFSELFBLOG, what is that about, you ask? Simply put, it’s about admission of grief, REdiscovery, REdefining of self, and onward searching, while accepting where we are in life. Yes, our inner selves are full of artistic fragments that are waiting to outline these new pathways for us as long as we allow it. PASSION…
artofselfblog - "The most beautiful things in life cannot be seen or even touched- they must be felt with the heart" -Helen Keller 