Welcome to my Nightmare
I
think you're gonna like it. I think you're gonna feel you belong. ~ Alice
Cooper
Hello
my Lovelies,
Welcome
to my first post. For those of you who don't know me, and for some who
do, be warned I swear quite a bit. If that harms your sensibilities feel free
to turn your attention elsewhere. For everyone else, I have content
warnings... because I'm really writing this for my own reasons, and whether you
want to delve is your choice. If I shout to the abyss, so be it.
It is
possible to find your fire again after you've been through something rough. It’s easy to forget that when you’re going
through it, when you’re burnt out and barely smoldering. The last few years, on a personal level as
well as the bigger picture, have been rub-your-face-on-a-brick-wall levels of
rough. This blog is about my personal best
tools for dealing and healing, for confronting my Nightmares and Daylight
Demons. This blog is about the power of
story and art.
I would like
to introduce you Lovelies to the muse that spawned this blog and got me doing
something I hate and fear- writing and speaking publicly. Welcome to my Nightmare, time to deal with it. If you have not
seen this poem by Cassandra Khaw, you need to. Go ahead, I'll wait.
I
will bring this piece back in a future post with more context… but I read this
aloud as part of my Druid Grove's Imbolc gathering (Yes, hello, I am Pagan) and
it was INCREDIBLY cathartic. Every last bit of emotion I'd been hanging
onto, or trying to stuff down, came rocketing out in waves. After a year
and a half of fear and paranoia, of constantly looking over my shoulder, I
found my fire. It stoked and burned out the poison in my veins. I have a fire in my head and my heart. I intend to use it.
Happy
Equinox my Lovelies. The sun has entered
Aries- time to find your fire.
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