Very insightful. I feel much longing in this one. I think we all strive for family, love, and get discouraged when it doesn't happen. But, we keep pushing 'limb by limb'. I wonder why for some it's so hard, and some it's so easy, to find that 'Goldilocks' type of love/relationship where it's not too little or too much; just right.
... Or perhaps relationships are just constant struggle, showered with occasional happiness that makes it all worth it in the end
This resonates. Your words to mine. Like the echo bouncing across the valley and the valley is full of waves that push song to song.
I've been reflecting on the pain that allows for growth. Here while the leaders I did not elect undo the beautiful language of the land, rip down the signs, stamp out Te Reo. And I think about how my mother embraced the language in her teaching, how she taught me that the culture of the land, and living alongside others towards understanding is not a fear-inducing thing.
Yet for many it is, and there have been times when fear of growth caused me to become a kernel again, reaching for darkness instead of light. When I needed to challenge myself and listen to the bigger tug of life pulling life. And then I see it, that light, that pull away from resistance.
I feel like I'm still waiting for Life to move me. I feel like I've always been waiting for Life to move me, while constantly being taught that I must be the one to move Life. That to be successful I must be proactive, I must create more, I must do more, I must BE more. Far, far easier said than done. I know that Love is still trying to show me that all of that really doesn't matter at the end of the day. That to love is enough to live by. I hope I can learn this in my body and my heart as well as my mind someday.
Very insightful. I feel much longing in this one. I think we all strive for family, love, and get discouraged when it doesn't happen. But, we keep pushing 'limb by limb'. I wonder why for some it's so hard, and some it's so easy, to find that 'Goldilocks' type of love/relationship where it's not too little or too much; just right.
... Or perhaps relationships are just constant struggle, showered with occasional happiness that makes it all worth it in the end
We need to feel pain to grow & sometimes is just seems easier to not feel that pain...
BUT we must feel to have life and that does entail pain in growth!
This resonates. Your words to mine. Like the echo bouncing across the valley and the valley is full of waves that push song to song.
I've been reflecting on the pain that allows for growth. Here while the leaders I did not elect undo the beautiful language of the land, rip down the signs, stamp out Te Reo. And I think about how my mother embraced the language in her teaching, how she taught me that the culture of the land, and living alongside others towards understanding is not a fear-inducing thing.
Yet for many it is, and there have been times when fear of growth caused me to become a kernel again, reaching for darkness instead of light. When I needed to challenge myself and listen to the bigger tug of life pulling life. And then I see it, that light, that pull away from resistance.
That learning edge.
The laboring of pain to forge growth.
Inspiring and beautiful ✨✨
Also I am happy I can respond to you now.
A Reflection on Kimbra's Substack
When a Star Dies
It's hard
On us
When a young star
Supernovas
We maybe missed the signs
Or couldn't see
The flash blasts us
with thousands of bits
Of the relationshps we had built
With them
Whether acknowledged or not
The life rays we received from them
Resonated in our souls
Only because our souls
Resonated at the same frequencies
So we all
Have the innate power
To self resonate.
Birds sing to one another
Because they already knew
Some of the melodies
And were able to return the songs,
Or new interpretations,
Breathing them back
Into the air
So become a bird
And sing your notes.
Life is all movement, stop and shrivel.
Everybody needs a little love
The momma cat
now feeding her kittens
The freezing hand
Looking for the mittens
A famished hunter
and his hungry dog
A river pilot
Wrapped in a fog
A moment's glance
to the heaven above
Everybody
Needs a little love
A late night waiter
wiping the table
A forelorn poet
writing his fable
The thirsty tongue
and the quenching drink
The hard time drunkard
detained in the clink
When a gentle nudge
turns into a shove
Everybody
Needs a little love
The bubbling baby
nestled in the cradle
The strung out cook
stirring soup with a ladle
The wistful song
and the curlicue tune
The quiet night
resting under the moon
The cry of an eagle
And the coo of a dove
Everybody
Needss a little love
No matter if sleeping
on the mattress below
Or having a vision
on the top bunk above
It's painfully obvious
at the tip of the point
Everybody
Needs a little love
Malcolm McKinney 2023
Beautiful :)
I feel like I'm still waiting for Life to move me. I feel like I've always been waiting for Life to move me, while constantly being taught that I must be the one to move Life. That to be successful I must be proactive, I must create more, I must do more, I must BE more. Far, far easier said than done. I know that Love is still trying to show me that all of that really doesn't matter at the end of the day. That to love is enough to live by. I hope I can learn this in my body and my heart as well as my mind someday.