Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though… Read more “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night”
REPOST We all want to be happy. The question is “how can I be happy?” Speaking from experience, I asked myself this question a few years ago.… Read more “Finding happiness in your life.”
I’m stuck in some kind of old pattern and I can see it, I can see the door to get out, but I seem to have misplaced the key. But, I think I want the key misplaced. I’m holding on to something I cannot name because I don’t know the part of me that is holding on.
Am I not ready? Or am I scared?
Am I truly avoiding Clarity, or am I keeping myself in the dark a little while longer? Maybe I don’t want to know the answer.
This morning I was struck by the realization that while the internet can be a volatile and scary place, there are some people who have discovered safe little… Read more “Untold Stories and Acceptance”
The sky is an immortal tent built by the Sons of Los: And every space that a man views around his dwelling-place Standing on his own roof… Read more “The Song of Los”
Lady of Shalott and Rites of Passage The Lady of Shalott is a poem about the tension between the internal and external world; a rite of passage for… Read more “V&E Poetic Therapy: The Lady of Shalott & Rites of Passage”
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?
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.