Hero In You
Since the beginning of my awakening process I have had this fascination with ships and the sea. Of course it’s easy to see why, they symbolize voyages into the unknown, adventures into uncharted territories, having to face stormy and turbulent seas in order to reach new horizons… it’s all such a beautiful metaphor for the journey of life. The journey into the depths of ourselves and the infinite possibilities that are hidden there. I also have always adored the nuance of antique play sets, where they floated different layers of a cardboard sea across the stage by hand, and someone held a wooden ship on a stick from behind the scenes. There is just something so enchanting and magical about that – and so this piece was dedicated to both of these long-time loves.
The poem part of it came to me (like all of them do), when I needed it the most. In perfect timing with a realization that came on a new, and more profound level. I don’t know about you, but I have realizations on a spiral. I’ll completely “get it” and have this epiphany, and then sometime later, it will circle back around and I’ll completely “get it” on a much deeper and more profound level than the first time. This happens multiple times with things, and each time it expands my awareness, and therefor, my life. This one came when I really realized that I am the only one who can stand behind what I do and/or offer to this world. I kept getting trapped in the seeking of other people’s approval and acceptance before I could “go ahead” with what I wanted to do or express, even though I “should have known better than that by now”. I kept waiting for external signs or someone to say “yes, this is good, we love it, it’s valuable.” And I finally got it, that that is NOT what I needed, I needed for ME to say “yes, this is good, I love it, it’s valuable!” I needed for ME to get behind my own work, and I needed for ME to “come to the aid” of my creations, because how could I possibly help anyone else to love themselves, and love who they are, and what they do (which is my intention with all of my work) – if I can’t even do that FULLY for myself? How could anyone come to my aid, if I can’t come to my own? I learned that if I cannot embody myself fully and stand in my own truth, no person in this world will do that for me. And I wouldn’t want them to, because that wouldn’t be MY truth.
This was just the brick upside the head I needed, and it led me to step out in new ways with all of my writing and art, including this blog. The hero was me all along. :)
Just as it is, in you.