I've been very busy....trying to pack for a big move from Canada to Texas...but...I have to pause here...even through a pounding migraine.
I have to pause...and write this...because, my superiors are telling me....and so I must.
and excuse the meandering.....I am circumnavigating a brain full of pain....I guess it's a tension headache? stress headache? whatever it is, I am totally done with it.
so here I am fighting through it and hoping I will just write fast....within the bars of a couple Peter Gabriel songs...Lord, Here Comes the Flood.....
and this.....topic....I've been thinking about for awhile....about being nude...and being naked....
and even more so...I have to write this, because of a fellow google friend, commenting after I posted something on being a Love Magnet.... (from MindBodyGreen)....
basically....you must be...who you are....embrace it....love yourself. It is so important to enter a relationship as naked as you can be....
and when he commented on this and said, "...be who you are"..... I responded with, "oddly this seems to be a challenge to some people"
and he responded, with something so wonderful...about getting rid of so many lies we tell ourselves...and about unreeling the ball....knot after knot.....every day a fight to make the ball smaller.
and he was so right....it isn't so odd that this is a challenge...to everyone...I think some people make it a priority...
and some people....don't actually realize just how NOT themselves, they are...they still accept so much about them, that isn't actually ....them.
fucking brilliant...
it made me think further...yes, this is exactly the point.
This is the point..... the greatest challenge....is to be exactly who you are. it seems like this should be the easiest, but indeed....when you think of all the things that you accept....you distort who you are....you put so many layers on yourself...hiding....protecting....layer after layer....
the biggest challenge is to be nude....to be naked. I guess this might be why I've been drawing and painting so many nudes....a metaphor...for what I want for myself. To shed layers of things that hide me away from what I want to be....dismantle that which does not serve.
isn't that the dream we should all have? not for possessions....for they will never make you happy....but what of the thing that someone at 80 or 90 or 100 thinks about as they are about to cross to a different life....what is it? what did they do on this earth? how did they love? what did they feel? they don't think, at the end of their days....they wished they had more material possessions.
if by reaching a dream state of feeling the most amazingly open...nude, naked....without any hidden motives...
all actions and words coming from a place of love and not fear or control....
being as nude as you can.....attracting those who are just as nude....and having genuine interactions each coming from a place where neither is pretending or hiding.....
for isn't that the most beautiful place? a nude beach were we can all gather and drop all the layers?
and you know.....seriously...how awkward it is when you're nude...and someone shows up....totally covered up..
a three piece tweed suit. :) you know what I'm talking about.....
you're sitting there....all nude....naked....open......and when you are more naked....it makes you realize just how many clothes some people have on... and just how hard it is to relate....
when people great each other.....trying to throw off all that is holding them back...they interact in a place of nakedness....
get naked.....and be vulnerable....
making that ball smaller and smaller......every single day....fight that fight..... to be free....and naked.
the more naked you are...the more you will recognize this nakedness in others...and those are the people you want to hang with.
and Peter Gabriel....
accepting all I've done and said,
I want to stand and stare again,
'til there's nothing left out,
It remains there, in your eyes
whatever comes and goes,
I will hear your silent call
I will touch this tender wall,
'til i know I'm home again....
in your eyes.
man....that is a great song.
thank you to, Alejandro....for lighting that spark to make me write this blog.....because, I was really dragging on it...and needed to get it out.
and thanks to james kalin for the perfectly timed tunes......
peace....love...and being naked.
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