Sharp Double Edge Sword

“We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open
 as possible. To have real conversations with people may seem like such a simple, obvious suggestion, but it involves courage and risk” 

― Thomas Moore

I have meet a new friend,  we can call him Lyndsay, Earl, Justa, Matt, or just plain Boo.  Oh Hell, lets just call him my Friend. I was reading his blog and this caught my attention.

I write for myself today. I put my thoughts into writing and read my writing out loud to make sure my mind, body, and soul realizes how important my balance is. I write this, muscles sore from an early morning push of strength and stamina. 
My balance is not a delicate one, it has lots of room for give and pull. Nonetheless, the balance of my life includes several important aspects (Awesome friend Mikey)

I feel happiness for my friend because his balance is not a delicate one.

I feel sadness for me that I do not have that luxury.

I am writing for me because I need too
I am writing for me because I am worth that much

I am writing for me because I feel so empty at this moment, and need to feel relevant


She fought hard, she was a huge pain in the ass, she was a great friend, she was hysterically funny, kind hearted and tried the best with her children.

Even if she failed, remember she tried, that should count for something.

I step carefully, purposefully, slowly, because even a millimeter off then I will lose my balance.

I will be cut in half with my Sharp Double Edge Sword.

Please be gentler than usual with  this tiny Warrior, she is very busted up and bruise.

Hopefully, there is still a smoldering piece of coal.

She needs to rejuvenate. The mending process took much much longer than she could of imagined and she now realizes it is a constant.

She sitting here in silence mode letting the pain flow through her……..she stays still in her silence.

She has learned that is the only way to keep breathing is to not fight, because nothing in this life is free.  She understands to embrace, learn, forgive and release.  

She also did not realize the pain is so intense, and will bring her to her knees, face down, begging for help, for relief, for solace, for sleep.

Please send a thought to her, because she is in need.  

“It is only through mystery and madness that the 
soul is revealed” 

― Thomas Moore

Published by Tina Sun Henderson

I am a Writer, Artist and Human Rights Advocate. I also have a dream about this project. I wanted to hear the voices of my Sisters. Their Voices speaking truth to power, her stories and dreams, and nightmares that she needs/must express.  “A strong woman stands up for herself. A stronger woman stands up for everybody else.” – Unknown

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