something else by cagewench
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The bereavement group I used to attend no longer exists so now it's a "Mind/Body Skills" group (which is currently focused on getting us to focus on ourselves rather than everyone else and ignoring our own needs.
There was music on and we were asked to try and communicate with our deeper selves and go to our safe place and what follows is what I experienced (and I thought I'd share
something else
First it was like adjusting the rabbit ears on the TV in the basement in the 70s... first, I was at Mom's house and then that flickered and fuzzed away and then I was on the dance floor at Abstract and that switched to a beach. Just as the sunset began to fade to dusk. The ocean is before me, dark and soothing as the waves crash against the large, bumpy rock I am lying on. The wind is cool and I close my eyes and bask in the feeling of it against my face, blowing back my hair. I can smell the water, the rock, the moss growing on the rock and I can smell the thunderstorm that is brewing and I look forward to it. I can feel the rock, pressing against my clothing, I'm damp but comfortable and notice that my left arm is decidedly tanned. To my right, up a slight hill from the beach a bit, is a red and white lighthouse. Gazing at the water in front of me, I watch as the moon grows brighter and I peer at its flickering reflection on the water. I got off the rock and as my bare feet sunk into the damp sand, Torin was at my side and we were holding hands as we walked, though I had the sensation that he was older (maybe 4 or 5 yrs old). To the left and sort of behind the beach is a forest and we saw a black, fuzzy, bewildered-seeming bear cub and we followed it into the woods. We sat on a mossy log and absorbed the power of the oncoming storm, welcoming it into ourselves as well as the mystery of the night and the miracle of nature and let it flow through us, cleansing and empowering us before it flowed back out and returned to the universe. ** The forest was very green, alive, thriving, inviting and pure ** The cub was playful but dangerous and gazed at us with all-knowing eyes that refused to release their mysteries. ** The beach, was deserted, peaceful, and quiet while leaving me with a sense of contentment and calm. ** The lighthouse felt like strength, steadfastedness and gave me the impression that I had already explored it so I was confident about it, without having to go inside.
something else
First it was like adjusting the rabbit ears on the TV in the basement in the 70s... first, I was at Mom's house and then that flickered and fuzzed away and then I was on the dance floor at Abstract and that switched to a beach. Just as the sunset began to fade to dusk. The ocean is before me, dark and soothing as the waves crash against the large, bumpy rock I am lying on. The wind is cool and I close my eyes and bask in the feeling of it against my face, blowing back my hair. I can smell the water, the rock, the moss growing on the rock and I can smell the thunderstorm that is brewing and I look forward to it. I can feel the rock, pressing against my clothing, I'm damp but comfortable and notice that my left arm is decidedly tanned. To my right, up a slight hill from the beach a bit, is a red and white lighthouse. Gazing at the water in front of me, I watch as the moon grows brighter and I peer at its flickering reflection on the water. I got off the rock and as my bare feet sunk into the damp sand, Torin was at my side and we were holding hands as we walked, though I had the sensation that he was older (maybe 4 or 5 yrs old). To the left and sort of behind the beach is a forest and we saw a black, fuzzy, bewildered-seeming bear cub and we followed it into the woods. We sat on a mossy log and absorbed the power of the oncoming storm, welcoming it into ourselves as well as the mystery of the night and the miracle of nature and let it flow through us, cleansing and empowering us before it flowed back out and returned to the universe. ** The forest was very green, alive, thriving, inviting and pure ** The cub was playful but dangerous and gazed at us with all-knowing eyes that refused to release their mysteries. ** The beach, was deserted, peaceful, and quiet while leaving me with a sense of contentment and calm. ** The lighthouse felt like strength, steadfastedness and gave me the impression that I had already explored it so I was confident about it, without having to go inside.
Comments (6)
TallPockets
" now it's a "Mind/Body Skills" group" -- T.P. should attend that sometime. His mind continues to make promises his body can't keep. WINK. If I ever come up with a safe place, I'll copyright it. TeeHee. Carry on kind lady, carry on. Excellent.
eternalwytch1
Sounds like a wonderful experience. HUGZ
AusPoet
This is some seriously vivid stuff! It must have been almost like experiencing an epiphany. It's wonderful that you chose to share it with us. Thank you!
cagewench
thanks :)
KarenJ
I don't really like to critique something so intensely personal, but your descriptive skills here are spot on :-)
cagewench
thanks :) Most of the stuff I post is more to share emotions/experiences etc... On rare occassion I've posted two versions of one poem and that sort of thing, but in general, I jsut want to share. Though if anyone ever read something and said, "Man, that doesn't mesh" or whatever - I'd hope they'd say something :)