Why do you persist on dancing on my toes?
Are your toes not good enough for your feet? What is it about my position that makes you desire to step exactly where I already am? Are my dance moves not good enough for you? Even though I am keeping good cadence My flow is lovely and my twists n turns unique My energy is clean and flows from a source of goodness We freely express the will to align in harmony and grace for the purpose of wellness. Except you're standing on my toes You're telling me what to do You're not even here You don't stand on my ground Drive my highway Read our signs breathe our air and drink our water Absent Ye ARE! Speak much Ye DO! Postulate much Ye DO! Seeking ground for yourself that is not yet yours your feet reach out seeking to lay down firmly onto my already dancing feet. I bid you back off dear dancer so that you may see what it's like to dance on your own without aid of guidance or assistance to see how the moves are done without toes on top of your own. By taking your own toes off of mine. Fly free pretty dancer and find your wings.
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I confess that the little slights are still very much hurting me. I don’t so much as want to know why as to how to fix it and stop letting these things hurt me to begin with. It must be some root inside this machine that keeps getting re-wounded each time a physical slight is perceived. Almost like a default setting.
In most situations there is a root of love, but oftentimes envy can be detected when being given the wrong unsolicited advice. It’s the “well meaning” vibration that actually feels to be thrown… as if spitefully saying “that thing that makes you beautiful, stop doing that and do this instead.” I am often (way too often, so stop doing it please) told I am beautiful. This ALWAYS bothers me. It never doesn’t bother me. So when told how beautiful I am, what do you do with your hair? Being so flattered and complimented, I do tell. Then I’m told how to do it another way. Nevermind you don’t have my septic system. Nevermind you don’t have my complex water issues. As a result of A+B+C=Not telling you shit no mo cuz you can’t handle the truth. You can’t handle I am how I am and how I am is how I is and how I will continue to be because it’s me living in this shell. Experiencing this life and doing these things I do daily. Daily. So nevermind how beautiful you think you know cuz you don’t. You don’t know anything about my life. You can literally spend four years on the internet getting to know someone and at the end of the day believe this worked on me. It’s a strange walk my fellow travelers. Strange walk indeed. Stop telling my avatar it’s beautiful. She doesn’t like it. She doesn’t believe you. It makes you look fake. |
AuthorMarihemp is presently owner/baker/farmer at Cloverleaf Farms in Door County, Wisconsin. Archives
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