A quote from a professional healer on a spirituality site:



"Impatience is the hand that removes the mask to reveal the shadow side of a person"
~~carefulcarpenter

What do you do for yourself that helps heal you from your existential suffering?

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"Tell me what you see; and I'll know where you are"
~~cc

I gave love; you gave me a thistle;
We shared tenderness; then you ran away;
I planted a rose; and you blossomed;
I had fresh hopes; tho' winter froze them solid

"Bullies sometimes wear red dresses"
~~carefulcarpenter

A Perfect Hue

What is the color of your heart?
Do you bleed blue
Or tangerine?
Red requires oxygen;

Bullies sometimes wear red dresses;
Not because their heart bleeds true;
Because they can;
Thank you mam;

A heart that's blue,
Does it too,
Bleed blue,
Through and through?
Does it heal
Or never can?
Sorry mam;

Can I fix it;
Your broken heart?
Can I fill it
With love and joy?
Can I mam
If I can?

Is a mean heart green?
Has it seen tangerine?
Or does it choose
To be that way;
If just for jealousy?

Do we get to pick the hue;
By what we say and what we do?
Can I choose tangerine?
Can I change it
If I please?
Who will know if I do;
If I change the hue;
And change it azure blue?

If my choice is tangerine,
Will it be as sweet;
When you rip it
From within;
And dump it in
A glass of gin? ... then

What is the color of your heart?

~~ the carefulcarpenter


In love as well as psychic war, the abused often become teh abusers.

__________________
"Tell me what you see; and I'll know where you are"
~~cc

I gave love; you gave me a thistle;
We shared tenderness; then you ran away;
I planted a rose; and you blossomed;
I had fresh hopes; tho' winter froze them solid

Tell the carefulcarpenter that he needs some new material.

Now I have tried to help you and I hold this to be true.
But I can't just be bleeding out of sympathy for you.
It's a hard one to be hearing and it's hurting me to say it.
But it was you who entered in this game,
And now you alone must play it.
~~Black Mambo



and play the best I will
hopes to a new beginning,
a freshly melted snow
across plains of unknown desire;
a dripping agony alluded
warm breezes on dried tears
winter brushes against old wounds
cold to love's touch
and warm to the fire
~~carefulcarpenter

__________________
"Tell me what you see; and I'll know where you are"
~~cc

I gave love; you gave me a thistle;
We shared tenderness; then you ran away;
I planted a rose; and you blossomed;
I had fresh hopes; tho' winter froze them solid

I'm intrigued by your use and placement of quotation marks here.