I’ll take you through 4 Kinds of break-up songs (with one sub-type) and share the 6 things I Learned about Empowering Myself from the lyrics to Sia’s song Elastic Heart.
Category: Voice of the Bard
poetry, literature, music
V&E Poetic Therapy: One Art
One Art
BY ELIZABETH BISHOP
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master…
V&E Zarathustra Series: 7 Observable Signs of Rebirth
The third part of the V&E Series Zarathustra’s Discourses from Prologue II and we meet a saint in the forest who has met Zarathustra both before and after his Rebirth. From the saint’s remarks on the changes he sees I have come up with list of the 7 Observable signs of Rebirth.
Not knowing when the Dawn will come
Can you unpack this riddle? Not knowing when the Dawn will come, I open every Door, Or has it Feathers, like a Bird, Or Billows, like a… Read more “Not knowing when the Dawn will come”
V&E Zarathustra Series: Part II Passion, the Active, and Fire
The second in the V&E series Zarathustra’s Discourses I am discovering what it means to transition from the passive being (emergence) to the active becoming (vehemence).
Am I having an Existential Crisis?
I had a plan. I put everything int0 this plan: my time, effort, and energy, and to no avail. The universe returned my efforts with a message: there is a greater plan you need to follow now, and it is not the one you were working for (and you know it).
I had put all of my effort into plan B, which did involve a lot of courage: facing fears, working through setbacks, and being honest with myself. However, Plan A is less comfortable, less secure, more of an unknown than Plan B.
It seems I have a choice before me: work towards the life I have envisioned for myself or make a new plan B. The decision seems obvious but, following plan A has me feeling lost, confused, scared, and courageous, brave and strong all at once.
Am I experiencing an existential crisis, or is it something else?
V&E Zarathustra Series: Part I Awareness, Letting Be, and the Passive
I am starting a series on passion and discovery through a reading of Friedrich Nietzsche’s Zarathustra’s Discourses. Starting from the beginning, I will be using the text to discover the meaning of the self, rebirth, and renewal, and motivation of the self through being and becoming.
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
by William Butler Yeats 1919
I’m curious, how does this poem make you feel?
Is this simply a response to the traumatic WWI, and if so, why is our response to trauma to end it all? To believe that it is all ending?
vehemence & emergence 