I am a hypocrite
I share stories and poems of love with people I will never meet,
Yet I find it difficult to stand beside the bride and groom, watching them get married
With a face of utter disappointment and hate.
Why did she get married? Why does she want to have kids?
I love families who genuinely take care of each other,
So I tell her mother, "I am jealous you have such a sweet family."
My friend smacks me and reminds me, over tea, how I speak of not wanting a family.
I love roses, and it's the only metaphor of love I contemplate to write.
I bought roses from the street and threw them away,
Maybe because I am distant with the idea of love,
Or because I have deprived myself of love every single time it knocked on my door.
I tell my friends I want to sleep alone.
When I do, I find my teddy bear hugging me,
While my friends watch "Friends," Ross hugging Rachel.
My tears dry, and no one removes my specs or puts a blanket on me.
Oh yes, I locked the door, just like I locked my heart.
I hate my parents, not because of the way they treat me, but the choices they made in their life.
I don't save the last scoop of ice cream for my mother,
I don't call my dad to come for dinner.
Yet, I clean the kitchen and wait for my dad while reading a book.
I told the universe that I hate him,
I will never love him.
Yet, I choose to keep his contact in my phone,
Text him every last week of the month.
I didn't stop cutting cake on his birthday,
Though he lives in the same continent and hates celebrating birthdays.
I whisper, "This is the last time," but I behave as if it's my first time embracing him.
I keep shouting at my sister, calling her a trash bag.
But while buying a flower for myself,
I will buy one more flower for her.
If I buy a T-shirt for myself,
I will purchase a bigger size so we both can wear it.
I keep complaining about the relationship I have with winter.
But when it arrives, I buy myself a cardigan,
Make hot chocolate, have tea, and do bonfires,
With a stack of medicines.
Yes, I am over my friendship breakup.
I hated them with my heart, mind, and soul.
It's been months and months,
But I still keep them in my prayers and wonder how they are doing.
Do they think about me? Oh! Forget it, they don't!
The hypocrite in me and the lover in me,
For the things I hate and love at the same time.
I will never understand or articulate.
I am not yellow, but I am grey.
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Birthday Tarot/Oracle Cards
Today is my birthday, and I recently got some new tarot/oracle card decks, so I decided to pull some cards and see what this next year of life has in store for me. I go back and forth sometimes about how much I believe in tarot and oracle cards, but this one was creepily accurate.
Here are all four cards I pulled. From top, moving clockwise, the decks I used are:
Animal Totem Tarot by Leeza Robertson
Fantasy Cats Oracle by Paolo Barbieri
The Oracle by Calm Club
The Spirit Animal Oracle by Colette Baron Reid
First card I asked "What is the theme of this year?" and pulled the Page of Wands, which is the Salamander. This card is about harnessing the creative energy of inspiration. Now is not the time for mastery, but for discovery and exploration. New adventures and experiences are coming, but I need to be careful not to burn out. This is the first step in the journey, so I need to be patient and kind to myself. Remember to take time for myself and stop and rest when needed.
The second card I asked "What do I need to focus on this year?" and pulled Grooming. This confused me at first, because I thought it meant actually physical grooming. But it's more about self-care. "Pamper yourself and treat yourself as gently as you would a child." The only thing that matters now is personal comfort and self-care. I should make myself the priority. I need no one’s approval or permission. Work at the surface and move deeper at my own pace and private comfort zone. I know what is best for me. My body is my best friend, my temple, and my soul’s resting place. I must treat it with respect and spoil it frequently.
For the third card I asked "What do I need to be aware of?" and pulled the Mountain. This card gives questions I should ask myself. Do I feel as big and strong as a mountain? How can I elevate my intentions? Where am I in my climb?
This final card came after asking "Who is guiding me?" and I pulled the Fox. This card was actually very persistent. It was the first card I saw when I removed the deck from its box. While shuffling, I asked the question and a stack of about ten cards fell out. I said that was too many to be guiding me and put them back, but the fox was the first card in that group. I kept shuffling and the same thing happened, with the fox again being on top of the group that fell out. So clearly the fox wants to be heard.
This card says to let this clever spirit draw out my creativity as I adjust to rapidly changing circumstances with "resilience, grace, and astuteness." I should be attuned to what is happening within me and around me so that my quick thinking and creativity can lead me to better relationships and situations. This is a time for swift action of the mind, a time to think outside the box and notice the many ways in which I might make a move, aware of my surroundings and always clear on what I deserve and wish to co-create.
So yeah...lots about taking care of myself and allowing myself room to be creative. And I'm starting this year on a stress leave after burning out at work. Just yesterday I downloaded a program to help with getting back into writing, and I've been getting back into painting and crafting. Clearly the universe wants me on this path, and who am I to argue?
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