Tales of a Double Virgo
as i dug the fallen tree in my yard….
‘DAMN,’ i said, ‘you look a bit like i feel.’
the tender yet STRONG roots of my beliefs
have never yet been exposed to the light
to look at them
is a bit shocking.
they feel so big when they are on the inside
under the surface.
they lose their power when brought to the outside.
the dark and scary places aren’t so dark and scary.
the tree in my yard had a few big ol’ pieces of baling twine tanged in its roots.
was that to keep it tighter and more together
so as to not flake off?
-ha! a bit of horse humor-
but true dat!
my roots felt that they needed protected with my life
i would completely fall apart.
but when i saw them in the light
i realized i’d be okay without them.
the roots of our beliefs extend deep in to our lives
anchoring us to a certain way
a person. place or thing.
<huh. beliefs are like a noun>
i can speak lightly today
tho at first sight
i was horrified.
omg! i’m going to die if that changes
if i allow myself to think/feel/do differently.
that tree lived in my yard for 10+ years.
it was never fully healthy
tho it kept growing.
it was knocked over by the weight of an early snowfall.
it slammed in to the side of my house
uprooted at its base.
many trees and parts of trees fell
during that storm
simply giving way
under the weight.
when you think about it
snow is water
water is emotion
emotions can break us
break us thru and out.
the space they leave behind is just that>
we feel lighter. free-er.
i ponder it muchly.
belief shapes us.
sets us free.
has its foundation
be brave enough to challenge yours.
they may put up a fight
it’s worth it.
for each belief you shed
you get closer to yourself
closer to the truth
closer to all that is.
resistance is a thing of the past
you move thru your days
that all is well
always will be.