It Scares Me, Too

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Authenticity

Will the blood drain out of you

Will you run dry, freeze

Turn blue?

No

Why does It scare you so?

Reality a million different things

So take One Genuine Moment

Let the mask you wear fall off your face and smash into jagged pieces

Leave them there on the floor shouting after you as you walk away

Today you can be Great

Watch your tightened fist release

Drop the Preconceived

Stop your wiggling, restless fingers from their insanity —

Perpetuating ideas of control you once bought into

Cementing your self-fulfilling prophecy

No more

See your Expectations vanish back into the world of illusion

Step fully into the richness of This Moment

The one you feared

Why does it scare you so?

The ebb and flow

You know by now life is this and it is that

Both

Give me Authenticity

Give that to me and nothing else

I will drink in your pain, your joy

You ugliness or laughter

But let it be the truth of what is in you

Authentic together — we will know Divine Presence

Which has to do only with

The very breath you ride at this moment

Now

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I thrive in You

I come alive

Through and through you feel me and feed me

Truth’s breeze rushes like a ghost through my broken-open soul

I will never go back

I can never go back

A shattered soul is how the light gets through

Never believed it before

but now I do

Oh, I know

Life won’t be anything close to perfect

Or some fantasy of mine conjured up in the wish-making world of the ego

Begging, grasping, crying out for control always and endlessly

A defeat for the ego is a victory for the Self*

So I let my battered ego lick her wishful wounds

While the Self grows strong and conscious

Through my very own humanity and suffering

I have you and you, you also have me

Without one another we do not thrive

We just stagnate and exist

You, thrashing around in some kind of empty Glory

Me, without purpose

But together we cut through cement like feathered blades of kelly-green grass

Impossibly yet entirely

Tell me — what could be more meaningful than the transformation

Of another being?

In this moment of strength I say

The suffering is worth it

May I remember this in my weakness and may you forgive me

And accept me in All Forms

And may I do the same for You

Bound as we choose to be by this marriage of Awareness

Bound

Only as we choose to be

And I do

 

 

*C.G. Jung quote