Everything in this world is a replica of herself expressed in innumerable forms and variations.
To master anything in this world, you must first master yourself.
I have I-B-S (irritable to b.s. syndrome)
Hyper-sensitive to external conditionings
My anxiety peaks Hyperion trees
Post Spring
Constant lessons of heaven and death the Season of Fall brings
me to my knees at the Seat of my Soul
Everything that I love
If not Real;must go
Shame can destroy you, if you let it. Shame left unchecked becomes a parasite. It’ll eat through your chest and drain your spirit entirely. If you don’t hold onto your humanity and forgive your humanness, shame will swallow up your heart whole.
Still not over this Old English word, which feels like an entire philosophy in itself. From dūst (“dust”) + sċēawung (“inspection, contemplation”).
I wrote a piece about it for @GuernicaMag last year ✨