Finally! No longer a victim of the stories that
I told myself all these years, consciously and unconsciously
My only perpetrator was growing up as a human child in this world
Adhering to the guidelines, policies and procedures of
Family and society, being neglected early on just
Because of great stress, heightened fear, and potential tragedies
That many of us experience
Now, I no longer need to live according to what I think
I should do as or how I should act as a human being
I now live more clearly aligned with Spirit
Awakening to my Soul’s purpose and mission
I have always wanted community, but recently
Decided to withdraw from community for awhile
Separating myself from some of the
World's stresses and the needs of so many others
So that I could learn to know myself more deeply and
Explore core issues like feeling sometimes unlovable
Feeling sometimes deeply lonely and separate
Feeling sometimes like a victim
A woman burned at the stake
Never before conscious of feeling
Like a victim until this exact moment in my life
Having felt the need to follow requisite ways of being
Appropriate etiquette learned so early
Ingrained in my cells and bones
I became tired of attending to what I thought were
The needs of my family, friends, and profession
(All just stories I told myself)
And now
I am free
No longer feeling like a victim
Without knowing it consciously
Until now
Earlier, I thought I had to follow protocol
Had to be a good girl
Had to be kind and gracious
Repressing anger and even excited animation
Because these feelings were just too
Uncomfortable for some others
Startling the status quo
Rocking the supposed calm of holding
Everything together by the tiniest of threads
I performed well, I became a good girl
Filtering out the behaviors that were
Distressing to others
Only to grow up and help create a family
And career that prompted me to
Try oh so hard to meet others' wants and needs
By acting calm enough, sturdy enough, and quiet enough
To not shake up others’ sensitive bodies and minds
Their souls?
I became successful in some worldly ways
Losing some of myself at the same of time
I kept thinking and believing that I needed
To change for others
Crucify or cut off parts of myself that seemed to draw
Negative attention, Calm down, Calm down!
I chopped off so many parts that I became
Depressed and stressed, dressed in a straight jacket
Sewn with my own own hands
Just trying to fit into what I assumed
My family and others needed
Enough of that, all those years trying to comply
At work, at home, within myself
Then, all of the sudden
I burst open like an overripe fat fig
Splitting apart, spraying out juicy seeds
Dripping with divine nectar
Full of hope and sacred passion
A Divine Eruption
Helping me become the woman that I am today
More closely aligned with my Soul, with Spirit
More consciously doing what I please and what
I know is good for me and for the benefit of all beings
If who and what I am is not good for you
I feel some regret and grief, and
I am still who I am
Finally and forevermore