My dog cleaning himself.

My inner children, crying for help.

I hear a silence with the words unfulfilled unhappy ungrateful I know I’ve come too far to give up on myself How do I get to the next step? What is the next step?

it really depends on where that ''silence'' listening is happening lol  but there is no silence, not really...there is always smth happening in it...writte now, this moment as i am writting this I hear A very strong waitting game is happening, a game of who is gonna get it right, but there will be no winners...only loosers in it, for now atleast. i try to distract myself from the sadness that radiates because of this ''silence'' particulary. to those who are activelly in this fight, its fun i guess...i feel much sadness and dissapointment watching this transpire though. its not pretty, nor harmonious...its lonelly out there. (so) much sadness....im tired.

How much I resist everything 

“Welcome.”

Inner landscape of emotions, like a painting joy to the left and dark negative and potential energy to the left like dark steady mountains 

On 11/14/2020 at 5:15 AM, zunilda said:

The pit of my stomach churning because I don’t know for sure what my purpose is 

I can relate to that! And it is scary! 

"You're not doing enough." or "You should be doing something else."

Sounds really shallow when I think about it. Feels like I can let go of those notions now.

Drums!

This means it’s time to create / express myself.

The things I didn’t do haunting me

Truly, the sound of sand rubbing up against itself. 

I don't hear silence. I hear my ears ringing. I hear my being screaming how desperately it doesn't want to be here anymore.

Life growing and expanding.

I rarely let my inner voice, or silence how you wanna call it speak to me. I get nervous, when I got to little to do. And I dont end things I beginn. I only end 1 project if I have a new one. lol. Like somethings got to hold the space. 

But if I get into flow and silence, I'm really insightfull and intuitive. Creative, energized, aswell as at sone sort of peace. 

I like this question. 

As a child I used to imagine myself in a jungle at a waterfall. 

Now I imagine myself often alone staring into a stormy ocean.

Often I feel dead. Or like meaningless. Like I dont and never really did exsist. 

But realising I'm posting this very personal, intimate, comment. Seeing me from the outside. I realise I'm not.

Endless worries and self-doubts

I want to hug all of them and say it’s okay... because I know I needed to go against my feelings and intuitions all the time in order to survive during my childhood. That’s why there is so much distrust towards myself.. It’s not you’re fault. It’s okay to worry... It’s okay to doubt... It’s all okay...

Peace 

Who am i?

The earth’s heart beat in harmony with my heart beat.

My mother giving up on talking to me. 

Nature and surrounding environment.

My internal biology.

Nothing

Honestly?  PEACE 
I'm very calm and comfortable in silence. I looove silence.