I am a Libra.
I feel the need to explain my constant changing of blogs; the deleting, moving addresses… disappearing for days on end only to make a come back with a profoundly written post…then calming to a lull and deafening silence. And the back to being unsure of my writing, going through awful phases of Writers Block and completely shutting down to birthing a new blog…
It is because I am a Libra.
(It doesn’t make it any easier that I am a woman; we’re known for complex mood alterations and raging hormones and an acute abuse of chocolates and sweet red wine and such like things….)
I balance out everyone and everything around me. I feel that way nearly all the time; constantly tipping the scales, weighing Love with Logic, Peace with Chaos, to Speak Up or to Shut Up…
I also need space; freedom to be who I am in any given moment… & who I am is a journey that is in constant motion.
I want to suffer, celebrate, hate and adore who I am, with every ounce of joy or pain it may bring. ..which ounces are always changing and often conflicting, because I find that I am constantly discovering new pieces of who I am.
I sit with words, waiting until they ring true in my heart and ever-so-carefully move into my mouth or my blog..or journal. The intensity of my feelings can make the speaking of words such a task.
And boy, do I feel things deeply.
I adore words. The magic they hold, the way they liberate me.
The words always matter— they are the brush strokes of my heart.
I hold word in too high esteem.
And I love everything about love: the connection, the discovery, the heartache, the ecstasy, the very idea of love—it’s all the same. I yearn for the safety of partnership, but I thrive on the excitement of love’s uncertainty.
I want passion. Unbridled, unrequited, angry, blinding Passion. Oh dear Lord, I am intoxicated by Passion, being the sensual woman that I am. Boredom kills me. Routine massacres my sweetness into a drab, irksome irritability.
I love falling in love and I’ll require perpetual evolution and inspiration and a healthy dose of sin from my man.
Sometimes, I am cast as an introvert or extrovert depending on how well they know me.
Neither matters, as long as I feel connected to what surrounds me.
I feel invincible when I am happy, like I can take over the world; I need only be equipped with the proper music, magic and laughter.
I yearn to stay in the moment, you can keep her forever.
But my Libra mind will always has this tendency to drift and worry (you will notice a billion different themes in this blog).
It will linger on the wrong that cut me too deeply.
Or on my day to day frustrations.
Or poems written in my elements of peaked sensuality.
Or in my discovery of Loving.
But, this Blog will blossom in the joyful now.
For I believe in the goodness of people, in magic and (above all else) in happily ever after.
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So, take this Libran journey with me.
To Grow.
To Heal.
To Love.
To Discover.
To Breathe.
To Words.
To the Woman I am becoming.
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By the way, that gorgeous Header Image was shot by my graciously talented friend, Karue at Karura Forest covered in this beautiful (man-made) enclave of trees sometime in 2012.
XoXo

