Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin

Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04

Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......

Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness

Sunday, November 28, 2010

I'm afraid



i'm afraid of so much
more than i'd like
to admit
even owning it
makes me shudder
it's why i work
so hard
at
being 
brave  

me,1963;1980;2010....




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10 comments:

  1. the walking manNovember 28, 2010 at 4:48 AM

    How does one become not afraid of fear is the question. I know I didn't just wake up one day and all my fears were gone. I just thin it better to die while standing than while crawling and when I saw that image I never feared death again and once I became not afraid of that condition we have put so much fear into overcoming other fears were much easier.


    Good journey on your quest to become fearless.

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  2. Mr. CharlestonNovember 28, 2010 at 6:59 AM

    In some weird way, since fear is a constant companion, it's somewhat comforting.

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  3. christopherNovember 28, 2010 at 9:55 AM

    When the tribe is healthy the fear subsides.

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  4. PunchNovember 28, 2010 at 6:31 PM

    Be Here Now.
    What are you afraid of,
    at this exact moment.
    See.
    Fear is portent.
    Not content.

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  5. Linda S. SochaNovember 28, 2010 at 10:44 PM

    Hello beautiful lady.......love to you
    Linda

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  6. SarahANovember 29, 2010 at 6:37 AM

    I think 'fear' teaches us we are human. And without your 'fear' you could not be the bravest of the brave!
    I am liking how your words say much, without any waffle and how I keep going back over them, making me think them through.

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  7. EchoNovember 29, 2010 at 12:39 PM

    If you fear and you don't hide, you are brave.
    that is the nature of those who don't run. There you are, facing what ever teh bear wants to bring.

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  8. Madame DeFargeNovember 30, 2010 at 4:51 PM

    I think that I am afraid of being afraid, or least of knowing that I'm afraid.

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  9. UnknownNovember 30, 2010 at 11:40 PM

    Hey You,

    Is it possible to live without fear? Who are the unafraid? And what small patch of light, is framed by their testament: a tiny star, they call a constellation.

    And here are you, feelings scattered to the sky; and to me, unnamed yet, but worthy, yes, of belief.

    Kinda scares me!

    Nice poem.

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  10. HarlequinDecember 1, 2010 at 11:44 PM

    WM- thanks for the insights; i'm not sure if i'm aiming for fearlessness, perhaps more a meaningful relation with my fear(s) :)
    MrC-indeed; less strange because it's familiar; thanks for this
    Christopher-the community of the heart--a nice reminder. thanks
    Punch-thanks for this.... clean and on point.
    Echo-thanks for your words and the visit :)
    SarahA-glad it's worth revisiting; thanks for the sweet sentiment
    Linda-- thanks for the visit; hugs backatcha!
    Madame-wonderful insight there. appreciate your thoughtful words, as usual.
    Andy-- so nice to see you!! thanks for the wondering and the kind words.

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