The Great Fragmentation
From the time we are little children
we began to cut off
essential parts of our soul.
The Great Fragmentation begins.
We cage up and board off
the windows of colored light
that showed us who we were
and invited us to who we could be.
We did this to protect ourselves.
It was an act of kindness to ourselves,
that was necessary at the time
but now is killing us.
Literally and emotionally capturing
expression and cloaking it from view.
There is a raptor at the window.
But most of us don’t even know it
or if we do,
we don’t know what to do about it.
Feeding on unexpressed flesh.
The hiding has taken a toll.
We learned quickly what was safe
and what wasn’t.
Fear was a wise teacher.
No matter how good
those who brought us up were or weren’t,
a lot of we experienced that was unsafe.
We didn’t feel at home here.
We knew we were different.
We weren’t making it up.
We wised up real quick.
Too quick for a little being.
We began to question ourselves…
I better not let them see me.
I am not like the others am I?
Since I see things they don’t
am I okay? Better not show it.
Our questions regarding our
VERY ESSENCE and core worth
in the world begins to be shaken within us
before it is even formed.
At the time when we could be building up
we are torn down.
We noticed when we showed up
in our quirky wild ways,
and were free and loud even,
we got shushed. We often felt ashamed,
branded and confused.
We learned to quarantine the wildness
and to try to be acceptable
so we could be loved.
But that isn’t what creates being loved.
We are only just finding that out.
Some of us got small and quiet.
But if we were too quiet and good
we got encouraged, Speak up!
We wondered if we would get it right. Ever.
We felt judged from such an early age.
Mixed messages created a mixed up
experience of identity.
We chose a way of being to be
that allowed us to survive.
The time to choose a way of being
that is based in thriving has come.
You feel it. Have felt it.
Have longed for it.
What does it look like…
Feel like…To be free…
To be full of our own beauty?
I don’t have any answers for you.
Since these are the questions I am asking.
With every fiber of my being.
I have seen the carnage.
I have summoned the
warrior within on my behalf.
And now I live under
her fierce guidance and in my sacred work
I do not cease to speak of her.
This is time when the quarantined
wildness within – will set us free.
I tire of a construct where revolution is rare.
I savor a possibility of a free people.
~ Shiloh Sophia
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