The Fool who Cares Deeply

To care deeply about loved ones
But still do stupid shit that hurts those we care about
A Fool who cannot help but be strongly attracted
To Both
A Fool who must live with the consequences
Of Actions
Of Feelings
While trying to get off of the sidelines
Tied to the back of the boat

The Question

To Be
Or to Try to be?

That is the question.

"Stop Your Crying!": The Terror of a Small Child

"Stop Your Crying!" said the adult to the small child who was crying while being physically punished. The physical pain creating a plea in the form of tears: A plea to be free of the pain and suffering at hand.

A plea that is forced to go silent while enduring the pain. To cry more means more physical pain to come... The emotional pain stemming from the need to be heard is held like a breath under water...

No more crying... Only holding one's breath.

Hiding My Shame, Hiding My Presence

I hide out, trying to hide my most shameful parts
And in the process I wind up hiding my Presence as well
Leaving others feeling disconnected
Creating the prophesy I feel most scared of:
Losing connection

Discomfort in Either Direction

There is discomfort in either direction we choose...
To do or not to, each with their own set of challenges...
But one choice likely has the nectar we so desperately crave.

Overcoming and Surrendering

How can we discern when it is time to keep pushing forward, to overcome the challenge ahead of us Versus when it is time to yield and surrender?

How can we discern when our experience is pushing us forward or pulling us back? Offering up the direction we truly wish to go.

At what point is dissonance and discomfort something to be delved into? And at what point is it something to be withdrawn from?

The Goldilocks amount of Personalization?

In the past there are times where personal mission and quests have filled me with passion and energy, enough to motivate me strongly to reach some desired goals...

But there are also times where something seems overly personal, and instead I get stuck, especially if it relates to building or defending some kind of self-image.

There seems to exist a sweet spot for using the personal to fuel oneself for movement.