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Reverie

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In my reverie

I will fly away from you in my creative imagination

And escape the torturous claim

You are trying to make upon my soul

This essence of me is not yours for the demanding

And even if you ask I do not know

If I will willingly surrender any more

My beauty to be trampled under the ignorance of your wanting

For my soul is not yours to possess

You cannot suck from out of me

What is not yours to own

And when you devalue me

No longer will I kneel

And become your willing sacrifice

Too long have I ignored my own value

And now I must reclaim it

In reverie

I can escape from you

For the truest part of me

And my deeper need for solitude and creativity

Is something

You lack the ability to understand

And no soul exists to be possessed

Or grasped by another

Whose own longing speaks of

An aching emptiness

Or wound

That can only be filled from within

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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  1. Wow. You speak for me with this poem. I’m going to print it out and tape in on my wall next to my bed, where I have quite a few posts already.

    This poem reminds me of a poem I just taped on my wall: On Children by Kahlil Gibran. Here it is:

    Your children are not your children.
    They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
    They come through you but not from you,
    And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
    You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
    For they have their own thoughts.
    You may house their bodies but not their souls,
    For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
    which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
    You may strive to be like them,
    but seek not to make them like you.
    For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
    You are the bows from which your children
    as living arrows are sent forth.
    The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
    and He bends you with His might
    that His arrows may go swift and far.
    Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
    For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
    so He loves also the bow that is stable.

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  2. You’re very welcome. I hadn’t realized you’d posted Gibran’s poem on your blog before, but I certainly understand why you would. Unfortunately most people wouldn’t understand it. It does explain why I never had children – when I was in my early 20s and saw former classmates of mine getting married and having babies, I said to myself that I couldn’t see doing to another generation what my parents did to me. I will never regret this decision. I’m 55 now and just emerging from my own dark night. I couldn’t have accomplished this monumental task if I had children.

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    1. Wow you and are similar Miriam I am 56 and never had children either (though a bit ashamed to say I had several aborted pregnancies during the dark days of my growing up as an emotionally neglected young adult) I didnt want to pass my wound on….I feel the same I had to find and nuture my own lost child too not only mine but the one abandoned over multigenerations I am so glad to be connected to you. Will read more of your blog. Lovely to have a sister in spirit. ❤

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      1. I really love your insights. I will continue to read your blog as well – your posts are very compelling to me. I have so much more to write – I’ve been writing in a journal for the past 5 years and have been very slow to share what I’ve learned on my blog. My goal is to do just that, in service to myself and anyone else who can gain any benefit from my experience. I’ve found several reliable sources saying how healing it is to share one’s story of trauma. So you’ve done a tremendous service to yourself and your readers by sharing something that perhaps you hadn’t shared before. I don’t understand what you mean by not wanting to pass on your wound. I hope that you will find healing in your sharing, as I did and and as I’m sure many of your readers will. I am deeply gratified to have found your blog and you as a sister in spirit. Sending you healing vibes and blessings – Miriam

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  4. Hi there are using WordPress for your site platform?
    I’m new to the blog world but I’m trying to get started and create my own. Do you require
    any html coding knowledge to make your own blog?
    Any help would be really appreciated!

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