An Invitation to Paint...

I’m an Endurer

I stuff it down

stifle those emotions

push them down

down

down

into the Shadow

deep down

into the Shadow of my Soul

I’ve endured 

life

pain

conflict

by ignoring

closing off

the wound that formed

deep

deep down

in the

Shadows of my Soul.

                                              

Until....

one day

by invitation....

I innocently

naively

picked up a brush

dipped it into paint

touched it to paper.

Little did I know

that each brush stroke

each layer of paint

would begin

to open 

that wound

little

by little

by little...

Little did I know

that each brush stroke

each layer of paint

would probe

deep down

into the Shadows of my Soul

seeking that locked

secured

box

where my Authentic Holy Self laid

hidden

stifled

                                                                                                                                      disconnected 

                                                         overpowered by my own enduring.

Little did I know that

each brush stroke

each layer of paint

would begin to 

release

unleash

behold

my Authentic 
Holy Self

begin to bubble up

up through the Shadow

up through the pain

up through the grief

up through the wound

the tearing of my Soul

caused by enduring

 begin to bubble up

bubble up 
those dreams

those visions

those hopes

those longings

that had for so

so

so

so long

been locked in that box as well.

Little did I know that

each brush stroke

each layer of paint

was an invitation

to re-awake

re-emerge

from this sleep of enduring

into the 

vibrant color and Energy

of life

and behold

ME

beautiful

                                                          strong

                                                          authentic

                                                          alive!