“It’s really hard to do self-portraits in the dark…” – Randi Feuerhelm-Watts
I came across this quotation a few months ago and couldn’t get it out of my head, so I wrote a few lines about it. I later wrote a poem inspired by an author I’ve been working with recently and his work. The two ideas were originally unconnected, but this blog post is the melding of the two.
Getting inside your head and facing your own “darkness” can be terrifying, but sometimes to move forward and find lightness again, it’s a necessary evil.
How can we know our selves
If we keep them in the shadows
To incite big shifts
Monumental trembles, shakes,
We must first go inside the deep Caverns
Of our own
The places that our hearts don’t want to attend to
Inside the tight spaces
Where we want to scream out
For fear of being smothered
Caverns in our existence
Is the smile for the camera fake?
Done for the sake of the show?
Stoke the fire within
To incite light
Find light, shift.
Paint your portrait in the light of the morning.
Song of the week: “Beggar in the Morning” – The Barr Brothers