Day 2 - Marina Bay: I have to catch a late afternoon flight so I didn't have much time to explore Singapore. I walked about 2 miles from my hotel and came to Marina Bay. Very impressed by the architecture and how clean everything is👌🏻.
Next stop: the cloud forest ☁️🌲 #liveelevated.
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💜 BRAND yourself by BEING more you... and you can BE whatever you want to BE! #JANAKINGSFORD
Repost with all the feels today 🖤
FULL POEM IN CAPTION
“Sometimes I look at my body,
the one I was gifted from birth,
the one I have hated for so many years,
and wonder what it would feel like
to live in her skin,
to feel skin without the rolls,
to feel a chest without these breasts,
to see a face that’s not my own
but rather one that I’ve been wanting
for a lifetime in this skin.
I can’t win, because I’m so horrible
at loving myself and every curve I’ve grown
and know nothing about the hate she carries
for her own body like I do mine.”
I’ve been very hard on my body lately. I’m bigger than I ever have been, I’m not exercising as much as I used to because I can’t afford to do what I really love, and I don’t feel adequate for my partner. I know these feelings are nonsense, but they’re there. We’ve been programmed as women to think that if we’re not a certain size that we don’t deserve love. This notion is absolutely INSANE, but it’s taking me a lifetime to unlearn how to hate the fact that I’m not “perfect”. I know I’m not alone. And neither are you ❤️
at times feeling like a moon of a man; cold, gaunt, dark, and with lips as red as the blood of a red, bitten grapefruit, and spilling, spilling, spilling just the same. alone and inhabiting a void with strange laws, strange elements, strange dreams. orbiting a place that, no matter how close I draw, I can never enter, never make a home. and yet a place that, necessarily, I am drawn to perpetually, intrinsically a citizen of, and a foreigner all the same. it is a constant feeling of this resistance to it all; like opposing magnets, the closer i get to contact, to normalization, the further and more forcefully i am pressed away. written in black, in a constant mourning for my obsession, my counterpart, my purgatory, this place that gives me life, and all at once takes it away.
The runner/chaser dynamic is not born over night & is usually characterised by one or both partners having severe brain adaptations brought on by childhood neglect or abuse.
For the codependent partner who suffers from abandonment anxiety, the only thing that can cause them to succumb to the feeling of safety & security, is the reaffirmation & confirmation from their lover that they are here to stay, & are not willing to forsake them for anyone, or anything in their life.
Sounds fairly sweet, no? Well, from the other side of the mountain, the effortless attempts to gain reassurance & confirmation from their lover only causes resentment on the part of the other party (the runner), Who usually but not always, often too carries codependent traits.
The runner in the union is usually not entirely innocent, & more often than not chose to date the chaser (subconsciously), because their obsessive levels of love & commitment enable the runner to also feel loved & safe - until it all gets too overwhelming & the runner/chaser dynamic that we have all come to know so well becomes triggered.
How can this state of being be avoided?
In this week’s divine lovers reading I talk about the purpose of each person in a relationship tending to their own garden, aspiring for their own dreams & everybody individually dealing w/ their wounds & projections.
Therapy? Is the best remedy.
As the runner/chaser dynamic & codependency is typically caused by earlier childhood abandonment.
In order not to recreate this pain, the runner becomes obsessive, & controlling, in hopes they can put a stop to any change of being abandoned.
Seek help today.
Don’t wait for it to fade... #spiritual#empath#poemsoninstagram#writersofinstagram#metaphysical#spirituality#innerchildhealing#generationalcurses#empath#twinflames#divineunion#divinelove#spiritual#writer#Healer#mystic
They say, learn from the experts... and i recently got this quote from one of the best...
You know what’s even nicer? Is that most of those people who are the best in their crafts unselfishly share their learning experiences... Indeed, you will be blessed more if the higher you get up the ladder, the more humble you become.
This one’s for those (like me) who feels like the FUN FADES when the “art” gets too technical... like when you are all fired up and inspired to do the art but here comes change, like change this and that, put this and that, and totally changing the whole thing (which in the end is not your art anymore)... it’s difficult to deal with change specially if it’s blood and sweat you’ve invested... that’s when your Passion becomes a “rule” that you don’t want to follow... a routine that becomes boring...
That’s why it’s very important to PROTECT YOUR PASSION... do grounds to minimise the changes, and save your ass against tiresome revisions. TIME IS EXPENSIVE... Passion is moulded through time, so passion is even more expensive. Thus, protect it.
Thank you so much @letteringinphosphenes ♥️
Continue to inspire others! You’re such a wonderful and kind lady, more blessings to you!
//The Song On My Lips// .
I listen to it.
And I fall in love with it.
I just listen to it a thousand times,
motionless and still.
The melody, the words remind me
of the older, happier days.
I can hear my heart beating
in sync with the music.
Every part of me drowns in it.
I can feel it coursing through my blood,
I can feel it merging with my world.
It shall always be on my lips
like an unsaid prayer,
an unspoken word.
The melody is flooding my veins,
the words are flooding my heart
and my eyes.
The music gets high on me
and I get high on the music.
Art by @pascalcampionart
💌”I’m not sure I love you. Maybe I just love the idea of you. The man who is always the protagonist of my dreams and fantasies as I have spent more time with him than with the real you. We spent just a couple of weeks together but we never felt like strangers. I can say those were the best and most romantic days in my life and I can only pray for spending the rest of my life in that way. I was not used to so much happiness and I must admit that I got scared. So scared that I didn’t know what to do and made some terrible mistakes which I regret every morning. You made your mistakes too. But I will always forgive you and wait for you.
💌Anonymous love letter