Saturday, February 12, 2011

I let myself go

I wanted to write C.C. a love poem and I hesitated. Suspended between wanting to write of love and loving, I resonate with the fear of letting go.

Oh, and a voice inside whispers. If you do that you'll get hurt.

I turn to face the voice but it disappears into the mists of fear.

There I am. Supine suspension on a violin string. Delicately balanced between my wanting to know love and my fear of being known in love.

I let myself


It doesn't take balance to fly.

Just courage.

So flowed my meditation this morning.

A delicate weave of clear mind spaces unravelling into the mists and images of violin strings plucked and vibrating with potential, with meaning, with lore and Love.

I let myself down
into the waters
warm and inviting
calling me deeper

I let myself fall
into air
soft and enveloping
lifting me higher

I let

and hold
to nothing


Glynn said...

One of scariest things you can do is to make yourself vulnerable. Also one of the most beautiful.

Joyceann Wycoff said...

I'm not sure which I love more ... your post or those raining hearts! way cool

M.L. Gallagher said...

Ah yes Glynn -- and I love to be immersed in beauty.

LOL Joyceann -- you can grab some too at!

Maureen said...

Lovely, Louise. At first I saw the cupid had disappeared, just after I'd gotten used to seeing him, and then the hearts started letting themselves go. Cool effect.

Have a wonderful, Love-filled weekend.

S. Etole said...

you continue to touch my heart in many ways ...

Anonymous said...

pink snow!

M.L. Gallagher said...

tee hee -- pink snow

Thanks everyone. Love embraces me when I let go of my fear of falling!

JTS said...

Moving from abusive relationships into the present amazing one, I know first-hand how hard it is to let go of fear, to trust the power of love, and to surrender one's self completely to it, but doing so results in such a blessing!

I so appreciated this delightful take on the concept of a woman "letting herself go", since this phrase is so often used in a depreciating context. From now on, when I hear it, I'll think of it this way and smile! :-)

Ruth said...

It doesn't take balance to fly.

Wow, I never thought of that!

Thank you.

trisha said...

that says every thing about love- beautiful poem. just loved it.