Telling lies to yourself
Integrity loss
Bad connection
Truth is you rope
Hold it
Tightly
My recent trip home (original home) clarified and solidified so many things that have been drifting. We don’t always recognise the lies we tell ourselves – but I can feel the bumps in my mind – like a pimple on my skin, I pick at them. Eventually they become smooth and flow returns.
Header photo the creek at Pitherty – I spent many hours on the banks of this muddy waterhole with a piece of string and a chunk of meat catching yabbies (crayfish) as a child. It is a sacred place.
Deep…
Hi Bruce thanks for dropping by and I’m always deep 😊
How wonderful that your folks still have the home you grew up in!!! What a lovely place to go to catch sight of yourself again – both literally and metaphorically 😉
It’s funny it is always the same – a touchstone of roots and stability – I can literally feel myself falling out of the ephemeral sky and grounding again. Beautiful.
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Beautiful and profound. I love it. ❣️🤗
Hey lovely! Thankyou 😊
You’re so welcome! Have a beautiful weekend my friend ❣️💚