My Self Portrait

Self Portrait

I dance with flowers in my hair. Feet pounding against the ancient grass, cold against my skin, sun blazing on my back. Through the wind spirits of other worlds whisper stories in my ear. My hand moves freely transcribing their words-mind blank, unguiding their truth, letting the prose flow.  I have my genius. I am both warrior and child. Strength honed for my purpose as I tell my story’s truth. I trust myself. Other’s words or opinions are unable to penetrate my resolve. I know these stories must be told through my voice. I am guided by another force outside of my own, and I am grateful.

My chair rocks back and forth, clicking on the wooden porch as I overlook the land, green and plush, the promise of eternity and I feel a sense of home. My daughter and son laugh running through the rolling hills. My husband and I sit watching, smiles on our face. Our dreams realized. We sit hand in hand, the current of togetherness bonding us together. We take pride in the future we have created. One of safety and protection as our children roam free. We give thanks as the Great Soul protects our reverie.

When people think of me they will smile. Not because of fame or fortune, or the material things of this world once forgotten. They will remember me because I am the immediate ripple in a current. My center mattering as I pass positivity through my smile and gentle prodding of hope in humanity’s greatness.  I will carry an orb of light for those in dark spaces. I will remind others they are not alone, giving promise to the life we all have the possibility of and deserve.  Through each person I speak to, each smiling face I see, I will give thanks for allowing me to meet a piece of God.

My greatness has overgrown my fear. The universe cradles those I hold dear. On the days I wake with a struggling sense of question, I close my eyes, body moving through space and time, and remember my center through gentle breath. Fear flees afraid of the dagger of my sprit. I teach my children their own strength, and watch them grow, becoming warriors for their own purpose. I am their guide, and they are mine, and I am thankful.

Andrea

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5 thoughts on “My Self Portrait

  1. I really enjoy the picture as well as your words. It reminds me of my favorite personalized affirmation that someone once gave me: “You are so energetic and ambitious with life, so positive-natured and full of belief. People are constantly amazed at how you fly your passions like a kite, chasing the wind through fields of challenge, with faith as your string. Clearly, your soul has a mission and it soars with certainty.”

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