A Glimpse of Truth

Mirrors of Encounters

In few seconds, I saw her fear like never before.

I realized in great awe, that I was afraid of her fear.

I was afraid to be punished for her inability to face her fear and be in her now,
in tuned with herself, with Who She Really Was.

She didn´t manage to be who she was in reality.
She invariably put the blame on me, for not being able to be herself.

I was in my turn, and tacitly agreed to be, a kind of secret victim of her inner drama. We were each other´s distance to ourselves…
We were each others´s victim.

Was she acting out my fear to myself…? Was I reinforcing her and my own distance?

Was her punishment my own response to my own shunning of my fear…?

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About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

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