This is a repost of a blog from a while back….now the story continues. I have finished the journey, a metaphor and metaphysical story……so far. Please check back next week for part two….
Thank you for stopping by..
Loneliness is an interesting feeling. Out here I never felt so alone. I followed the river and the water mesmerised my vision as if it was being siphoned into a spiralling hole underneath my gaze. My feet sunk into the dark wet mud. The cold covered the skin like small cuts of a knife into the flesh and the colour of my skin was no more than of bone. The iced feeling chilled every part of me. Legs to torso, to jaw to scalp, all rattling like an old escalator, but going nowhere.
The rain bulleted from the darkest of skies. It filtered through branches, leaves exponentially poured onto my shoulder then stopped, wittingly collecting again awaiting to restart. My hair was heavy, eyes cloudy, as my forehead drained upon my face and my chin streamed a river of water onto my chest. I posed with knees together, fists together but no warmth exulted from this angle of arms into breast. Here in the mud, the moment, I was frozen.
My clothes tightly wrapped around legs and arms as the cold cloth stained into my body unmoveable. The fall sustained further back had splattered earth to my hands and face that bit into flesh. The shoes lay somewhere cemented into the ground on the path, so bare feet chilled into bone, to marrow.
I couldn’t hear birds call, or traffic nearby nor human – animal movements due to hissing of the rain. Foolish to venture these muddy paths of riveted blackness, stoops and drains like treacle. No saviour will come this way, I and only I can make my way out of this dissented climate. I have been here too long. A lift of foot, a step, a bleeding pained first step is required just one, just rise and step away.
Happy New Year
I thought I would say thank you to All that have liked, shared and commented on my posts over the years. My blog has developed and changed as I have since 2013 so I just wished to express my gratitude for All the support of those near and far.
This year I am making further plans, I have more therapies to Add to my Services as a Practitioner which I will launch over the coming weeks….watch this Blog Space.
And I will continue to post many, many more pictures and words I feel I wish to share with you All.
Janice Salmon xxx
I feel the energies of this month are reminding us to take time, however short, to create space for self care. I am reminded of small acts of self-nurturing. Imagine a quiet space to have a cup of tea, to come back to centre, back home to oneself and just breathe into the moment, hand on heart.
It takes time and effort for self-loving rituals in daily living, but these small concessions can give great meaning to our Soul. These moments we grant ourselves can create deep listening into our Heart. The sacred part of ourselves where dreams are made, nurtured and explored into reality.
The challenge I suppose is to carve out a place to allow the magic of dreaming to unfold a little more everyday and to sit within, silencing the headspace, and to sit a little longer and listen. Ask for a dream to come a little brighter, what is the dream your Soul is asking you to see?
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