I’m going to use my words more kindly, because you should not own my hurt. I’ve got to set this pain free, stop dying this slow death. You got to let the past go, it’s time to say goodbyeĪnd I hope you can forgive me, but I must forgive myself. I told that little girl there, I saw hiding in my eyes. I stopped at every crossroad and set another demon free. I went riding down some backroads, with all my childhood memories. I’m tearing down those walls, gonna learn to live again. My life has come and gone in phases, but love should still be foundĪll my anger, it’s not kept them out, I’ve only keep my nightmares in. So I let the monsters run free, then I told them all goodbyeīecause I know hearts aren’t meant for cages. It was all right there in front of me, all so plain in black and white. I sat down with the paper, and I let my tears just flow. Today I wrote a letter, I should have written long ago. I want to leave you with my newest song, one of the greatest achievements of this first harvest for me. So as I sit at this table of plenty, with bones of broken pieces laying about, I am overcome.
MY FIRST HARVEST MEANING FULL
My life is more full and my heart more at peace than it has ever been. But! I have also strengthened some relationships, stepped deeper into some of my creative processes, and reached further into community building. I have done almost every single one of the things I am working so hard to change. I have thrown blame, I have made judgements. I have looked in the mirror at a reflection I didn’t want to see. I have fallen flat on my face more than once.
I have slowly released myself from all the non-negotiable contracts that held me down for so long.
I have worked extremely closely with my mother over the past several months and it has been a journey that has been one of the most rewarding I have ever taken. I realized I had two more trunks I could remove from the attic of my heart, and create room for new things. I was first struck with feeling they both left more questions than answers.īut slowly, I felt myself give way to the idea that I didn’t need or require these answers anymore. I experienced a few deaths this year that were very hard but transformative events.
MY FIRST HARVEST MEANING TRIAL
I wish I had done it much earlier and would recommend you start right away if you haven’t already! I will admit I faced a few “ trial by fire” incidents. This true and beautiful finding of yourself.
MY FIRST HARVEST MEANING FREE
I feel the wings waiting to be stretched free into their final silver splendor, to carry me fully into my final iteration. The full step into the last great adventure of this most amazing vacation back to the mortal plane. I forced myself to begin the process of what I now know will be my last great emerging. I sat in the dark and said hello, and sat in the light to say goodbye. I looked hard into a mirror, every morning. I held their hands and wiped their tears. I have sat tightly with my demons through breakfast, dinner and supper these last months.
About Phil Kessler of Murphy’s Magic Mess.About George Nicholas of Cernunnos Rising.
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