Homecoming // Journal Entry

in #writing6 years ago (edited)

Hello Steemit,

I was given the idea to share some of my writings here. I wrote this after taking a six year break from drawing and painting and developed a photography career. However, in a unexpected journey, I have found myself re-discovering my first love. I hope you enjoy reading it. It ends with a favourite quote by my favourite author, Clarissa Pinkola Esté. She wrote the book called "Women Who Run with the Wolves."

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Whatsoever makes the heart swell with excitement, there is your joy. Your life-force. Your spirit. The expansive feeling. The eternal calm. You know it by knowing what it isn't. You sense the environment where it shrinks and hides. The people too, who can cause it to dart away, right from your presence. But over time and time again, the delicate light circles the edges of your soul. It waits, patiently, for the little moments where it might just catch a glimpse of home and more so, you of it. And it is like no other homecoming. It is gentle and safe, unforced. Your natural energy and presence, unleashed at last. Your human being-ness, in all it's glory. The world at large is afraid of this kind of self-connection, this raw self-expression. There is a fear of following the path that within us, is ever-waiting to be explored. The busyness becomes the excuse. The ever growing list of commitments, like small distracting pebbles that build quickly and shut out the light from the soul and so, we plunge further into darkness and home becomes a distant memory. Yet a tendril of guidance will always lay waiting. Sometimes the darkness last longer then we can bear and we feel for certain, this will be eternity. Yet then, the darkness itself can be the door to returning home, which stands ever waiting for us to enter ...

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Quote by Clarissa Pinkola Estés:

“The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.”