Tamara Willems

steps on a path of pebbles…

It is interesting reading
about children of alcoholics (being one myself)
and its effect on one’s development and
character
on one’s whole life’s
telling

and also strangely being at this age
of life (thoughtful, introspective, no longer so very young)
and witnessing first hand the sad seemingly
senseless decline
of friends who unintentionally
falter

there is a quote by Marianne Williamson often shared,

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.  Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.  It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.”

and I suppose so much of this is indeed true
for both the one who suffers, as well as the ones
who
suffer…  too

there is a woman I greatly admire, I have told her before, but I think this morning to tell her
again
who comes from, in small ways, similar things
as I
who at a tipping point makes the difficult decision to
change the direction of things
for herself, for (it is my guess) her children
sacrificing the shape of a love
that still sits in the heart,  like a window begging
to be wiped clean
for visions
of what could have
been,
to what ..  is.

a courageous act, beyond measure
in my estimation

Is it indeed our light that frightens us , our own undeniable
greatness that holds us back from standing
sure
in our own life
(the alternative I suppose, is being so very certain
of one’s power
as to be completely obnoxious)

or is this just, the humanness
of us .. (of me)
to be here,
finding our way
walking along the steps on a path of pebbles
contemplating the effects
of autumn light
on leaves
that
fall

.. today bears thinking about.. ♥

“… As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

 

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