Awaiting the label

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Those early days when we think we are going mad or just hoping that the next appointment will bring with it the answer to what ails us.

The bud of anxiety now blooms within my mind


Today  I learn, or maybe not, of the label to be pinned to my lapel

I am still the person I was yesterday

Except today I will be pigeon holed

Along with others in one select club or another

Or maybe none

Do I wish to know where I belong  or rather go on as before

What difference will a label make?

I am still an individual

Will the label own me

To tell or not to tell that is the question

What is said cannot be unsaid

Will I become that person with such and such an illness or

Just me who happens to have x.y.z.

Perception of others

Will it change or remain unaltered

 As ever time will tell.


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  • Posted

    Yes we keep waiting for answers...

    So I'll leave here

    A Blessing For One Who Is Exhausted

    by John O'Donohue

    When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,

    Time takes on the strain until it breaks;

    Then all the unattended stress falls in

    On the mind like an endless, increasing weight,

    The light in the mind becomes dim.

    Things you could take in your stride before

    Now become laborsome events of will.

    Weariness invades your spirit.

    Gravity begins falling inside you,

    Dragging down every bone.

    The tide you never valued has gone out.

    And you are marooned on unsure ground.

    Something within you has closed down;

    And you cannot push yourself back to life.

    You have been forced to enter empty time.

    The desire that drove you has relinquished.

    There is nothing else to do now but rest

    And patiently learn to receive the self

    You have forsaken for the race of days.

    At first your thinking will darken

    And sadness take over like listless weather.

    The flow of unwept tears will frighten you.

    You have traveled too fast over false ground;

    Now your soul has come to take you back.

    Take refuge in your senses, open up

    To all the small miracles you rushed through.

    Become inclined to watch the way of rain

    When it falls slow and free.

    Imitate the habit of twilight,

    Taking time to open the well of color

    That fostered the brightness of day.

    Draw alongside the silence of stone

    Until its calmness can claim you.

    Be excessively gentle with yourself.

    Stay clear of those vexed in spirit.

    Learn to linger around someone of ease

    Who feels they have all the time in the world.

    Gradually, you will return to yourself,

    Having learned a new respect for your heart

    And the joy that dwells far within slow time.

    John O'Donohue, from "Blessings"

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  • Posted

    So so true wink x
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  • Posted

    When is the book of your collected verse going to be published?👏
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  • Posted

    Well ladies; I'm going to file them under "Poetic Dreams"....and let others' know, when they do get published, that I was one of the first to read them....and even may forward them onto others, with your permission?....Bron
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  • Posted

    I love the words they are so so true gentle hugs take care
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