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  1. A difficult day does not erase every version of us that survived before it.

    The self that #struggles now still carries the #courage, #learning, and #tenderness of all the selves that came before. ❤️

    beinghumans.blog

    #Healing #Identity #Becoming

  2. A difficult day does not erase every version of us that survived before it.

    The self that #struggles now still carries the #courage, #learning, and #tenderness of all the selves that came before. ❤️

    beinghumans.blog

    #Healing #Identity #Becoming

  3. A difficult day does not erase every version of us that survived before it.

    The self that #struggles now still carries the #courage, #learning, and #tenderness of all the selves that came before. ❤️

    beinghumans.blog

    #Healing #Identity #Becoming

  4. A difficult day does not erase every version of us that survived before it.

    The self that #struggles now still carries the #courage, #learning, and #tenderness of all the selves that came before. ❤️

    beinghumans.blog

    #Healing #Identity #Becoming

  5. A difficult day does not erase every version of us that survived before it.

    The self that #struggles now still carries the #courage, #learning, and #tenderness of all the selves that came before. ❤️

    beinghumans.blog

    #Healing #Identity #Becoming

  6. ✮ The Crash Out ✮ 

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  8. ✮ The Crash Out ✮ 

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    Subscribe #Agency #Alienation #Anticipation #ApocalypticLove #AsteroidRomance #AstoundingLove #Aura #Authority #BeautifulCatastrophe #BeautyAndPower #BodyImage #books #BumblebeeMetaphor #ButterflySanctuary #CelestialLove #CosmicImagery #CosmicMetaphor #CreativeWriting #Cupid #DanceImagery #DeadlineLove #Desire #DesireForLove #DisasterAesthetic #DisasterRomance #DivinePresence #DomesticBliss #DomesticHumor #DoomsdayPoetry #Elegy #EmotionalIntensity #EmotionalVulnerability #EndOfTheWorld #Erwinism #ExperimentalPoetry #FallingSky #FeminineImagery #FleetingTime #FragileTomorrow #FragmentedStories #FYP #HeartfeltPoetry #HoldingOn #HopeAgainstCollapse #HumanConnection #InnerFire #Inspiration #IntimateMoments #Isolation #Jesus #LanguagePlay #LastDance #Learning #Life #Love #LoveAndLonging #LyricalProse #MadeInItaly #Melancholy #MirrorSelfImage #ModernPoetry #Motivation #NewYear #NighttimeMood #PassionateVerse #PersonalTransformation #Poem #Poems #PoeticImagery #poeticNarrative #PoeticVoice #Poetry #Progress #Promises #RecycledFairytales #RelationshipSatire #Resistance #RomanticDevotion #RomanticPoetry #Rumba #satiricalPoetry #ScentMemory #SelfWorth #SensoryWriting #SharedIntimacy #SlowDancingBeforeAMassiveAsteroidComesCrashingDown #SocialRejection #StarCrossedLovers #StarField #SurrealRomance #Tenderness #TickingClock #UniverseImagery #unspokenFeelings #UrbanRomance #Urgency #VelvetCouch #VividMetaphors #WalkingInLight #WhisperedEmotion #Writing #YearEndReflection
  9. Ornament, or: Architecture

    From a distance, all these beams
    may look like ornament:
    each question polished,
    each distinction raised too high.
      
    Come closer.
    I build this carefully,
    testing every joint and word,
    not to tower above you,
      
    but to make a place
    where you can feel safe.

    d’Verse Quadrille

    The above poem is my take on d’Verse’s Quadrille challenge.

    The Quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words (excluding the title), and it can take any form. This week’s challenge was to use the word “care” in a Quadrille.

    Let’s write poetry together!

    When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

    Ben Harper (b. 1969)

    Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

    #Attention #Care #Closeness #Poem #Poetry #Quadrille #Safety #Shelter #Structure #Tenderness #Trust
  10. Ornament, or: Architecture

    From a distance, all these beams
    may look like ornament:
    each question polished,
    each distinction raised too high.
      
    Come closer.
    I build this carefully,
    testing every joint and word,
    not to tower above you,
      
    but to make a place
    where you can feel safe.

    d’Verse Quadrille

    The above poem is my take on d’Verse’s Quadrille challenge.

    The Quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words (excluding the title), and it can take any form. This week’s challenge was to use the word “care” in a Quadrille.

    Let’s write poetry together!

    When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

    Ben Harper (b. 1969)

    Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

    #Attention #Care #Closeness #Poem #Poetry #Quadrille #Safety #Shelter #Structure #Tenderness #Trust
  11. Ornament, or: Architecture

    From a distance, all these beams
    may look like ornament:
    each question polished,
    each distinction raised too high.
      
    Come closer.
    I build this carefully,
    testing every joint and word,
    not to tower above you,
      
    but to make a place
    where you can feel safe.

    d’Verse Quadrille

    The above poem is my take on d’Verse’s Quadrille challenge.

    The Quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words (excluding the title), and it can take any form. This week’s challenge was to use the word “care” in a Quadrille.

    Let’s write poetry together!

    When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

    Ben Harper (b. 1969)

    Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

    #Attention #Care #Closeness #Poem #Poetry #Quadrille #Safety #Shelter #Structure #Tenderness #Trust
  12. Ornament, or: Architecture

    From a distance, all these beams
    may look like ornament:
    each question polished,
    each distinction raised too high.
      
    Come closer.
    I build this carefully,
    testing every joint and word,
    not to tower above you,
      
    but to make a place
    where you can feel safe.

    d’Verse Quadrille

    The above poem is my take on d’Verse’s Quadrille challenge.

    The Quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words (excluding the title), and it can take any form. This week’s challenge was to use the word “care” in a Quadrille.

    Let’s write poetry together!

    When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

    Ben Harper (b. 1969)

    Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

    #Attention #Care #Closeness #Poem #Poetry #Quadrille #Safety #Shelter #Structure #Tenderness #Trust
  13. WildWords – The Shadows of Birds

    Evening sun,
    feverish glow—
    what’s begun
    I do not know.

    Sky above,
    I below,
    face aflame,
    body blow.

    Light’s caress,
    warming flow,
    birds take wing
    across the window.

    Here I lie
    as day burns low,
    between what stays
    and what will go.

    #birds #ContemplativePoetry #dusk #eveningSun #illnessAndHealing #innerWeather #lightAndShadow #LiminalSpace #lyricPoem #Melancholy #PeaceGrooves #Poetry #reflection #ShadowsOfBirds #SpiritualReflection #sunset #tenderness #transition #whatStaysAndWhatWillGo #window
  14. A Stranger in the House

    In my dreams, I shout.

    The words fall from my mouth and wake me in the moment of the last word.

    In times of terror, when I sleep, my tongue becomes thick. The words have difficulty forming. They struggle to be released, as if they must pass through mud, or blood, or memory. Then I awake with the last words still on my lips, wondering who I was around the table with the others, and why I was so distressed.

    In the morning, my lover tells me she heard my voice shouting.

    She says it did not sound like me.

    I was another man.

    A stranger in the house.

    And I am left waking from a dream I can barely remember, wondering at its origin, curious as to why it came, even though I know its meaning may elude me like all troubling dreams: present in the body, lost in the waking.

    So often it has been anger that has driven my voice.

    Anger against perceived injustice.

    Anger sharpened by fear.

    Anger standing in for courage.

    Anger disguising grief.

    Anger becoming the only language loud enough to make me feel as if I am doing something, saying something, resisting something. And perhaps, at times, anger has been a necessary alarm. Perhaps it has awakened me when numbness would have been easier. Perhaps it has named what politeness wanted buried.

    But anger is a hard voice to live inside.

    It burns the throat that carries it.

    It can become another form of captivity, another stranger in the house, pacing the rooms, turning over tables, shouting at shadows long after the danger has passed.

    And so I wonder whether the dream is not only about terror.

    Maybe it is about voice.

    Maybe somewhere beneath the shouting, there is another sound trying to be born.

    Not the voice that must win.

    Not the voice that must accuse.

    Not the voice that must prove itself righteous by the force of its volume.

    But a different voice.

    A voice formed not by fear but by love.

    A voice that can still name injustice without becoming consumed by it.

    A voice that can grieve without needing to destroy.

    A voice that can speak truth without losing tenderness.

    A voice that can say, “This is wrong,” and still remain human.

    Maybe the stranger in the house is not only the angry man I fear becoming.

    Maybe he is also the hidden self who has never learned another way to speak.

    Maybe he shouts because he does not yet know how to weep.

    Maybe he rages because he has not yet trusted that sorrow can also be strong.

    Maybe he wakes me because he wants to be changed, not silenced.

    There is a stranger in me who has not yet been welcomed.

    There is a voice in me that only finds release when I am no longer guarding the door.

    And when I wake with the last word on my lips, frightened by the sound of myself, perhaps I am not merely waking from the dream.

    Perhaps I am waking into it.

    Perhaps I am being invited to discover a different voice:

    not less truthful,

    not less passionate,

    not less awake to suffering,

    but less afraid.

    A voice no longer thickened by terror.

    A voice no longer driven only by anger.

    A voice that rises from somewhere deeper than outrage.

    A voice that has passed through the fire and learned, at last, to bless.

    #Anger #Anxiety #ChristianReflection #dreamImagery #dreams #Fear #findingADifferentVoice #grief #Healing #Injustice #innerHealing #innerVoice #loveOverFear #nightTerrors #pastoralReflection #peace #Prayer #propheticVoice #Reconciliation #selfReflection #shadowSelf #spiritualGrowth #SpiritualReflection #strangerInTheHouse #surrealism #symbolicArt #tenderness #Transformation #Trauma #voice #wakingFromDreams
  15. 💭 We need a politics of tenderness more than ever. Not tenderness as capitulation to particular conclusions that have already been made. [...] But tenderness as the nurturance of grace that allows something different, something even beautiful, to be born in the midst of the fires that surround and engulf us.
    Báyò Akómoláfé

    #Buchtipp
    bookshop.org/p/books/selah-a-b

    #Tenderness #Grace #Politics
    #Politik #Demokratie

  16. 💭 We need a politics of tenderness more than ever. Not tenderness as capitulation to particular conclusions that have already been made. [...] But tenderness as the nurturance of grace that allows something different, something even beautiful, to be born in the midst of the fires that surround and engulf us.
    Báyò Akómoláfé

    #Buchtipp
    bookshop.org/p/books/selah-a-b

    #Tenderness #Grace #Politics
    #Politik #Demokratie

  17. 💭 We need a politics of tenderness more than ever. Not tenderness as capitulation to particular conclusions that have already been made. [...] But tenderness as the nurturance of grace that allows something different, something even beautiful, to be born in the midst of the fires that surround and engulf us.
    Báyò Akómoláfé

    #Buchtipp
    bookshop.org/p/books/selah-a-b

    #Tenderness #Grace #Politics
    #Politik #Demokratie

  18. 💭 We need a politics of tenderness more than ever. Not tenderness as capitulation to particular conclusions that have already been made. [...] But tenderness as the nurturance of grace that allows something different, something even beautiful, to be born in the midst of the fires that surround and engulf us.
    Báyò Akómoláfé

    #Buchtipp
    bookshop.org/p/books/selah-a-b

    #Tenderness #Grace #Politics
    #Politik #Demokratie

  19. 💭 We need a politics of tenderness more than ever. Not tenderness as capitulation to particular conclusions that have already been made. [...] But tenderness as the nurturance of grace that allows something different, something even beautiful, to be born in the midst of the fires that surround and engulf us.
    Báyò Akómoláfé

    #Buchtipp
    bookshop.org/p/books/selah-a-b

    #Tenderness #Grace #Politics
    #Politik #Demokratie