It was tied solely at the corner of her left shoulder.
She was wearing nothing underneath.
She plucked the strings,
Of a harp,
The angelic sounds,
so perfect,
It was more than math.
This math quickly turned into passionate love making.
The instrument stood solid between her legs,
While her hands gently touched
the monochord instrument
with such sweet caresses,
they produced such sweet vibrations,
they electrified her entire body to the core.
A feeling so profound,
Her soul moaned with pleasure.
And in that very instance,
She heard her soul sing.
A melody of words which she desperately anguished to write.
They were so full of passion; creation.
A tune reminding her that she had nothing to fear,
For the desires and pleasures that were awakening within her,
Were simply memories;
Memories that were here to set her free.
And so, resolved,
she stopped for a brief moment,
got up, and walked over to the wall.
And as if in Ancient Egypt,
and so that her words would never be forgotten,
She carved in black bold ink:
“TO JUDGE THYSELF IS A JUDGMENT IN ITSELF.”
And with that,
She sat down,
legs wide open,
placed the instrument confidently between her legs,
and allowed the music to become her.
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Inspired by an Egyptian Poem called “The Harpeer’s Song for Inherkawy” from the National Geographic News:
The Harper’s Song for Inherkhawy (Excerpt)
So seize the day! hold holiday!
Be unwearied, unceasing, alive
you and your own true love;
Let not the heart be troubled during your
sojourn on Earth,
but seize the day as it passes!
Human nature tends to fear and walk away from that which we can’t comprehend.
Because we cannot relate, or fit it perfectly inside a little box, we dissociate ourselves from it, and as such, we bind ourselves to the limits of our own beliefs; our sweet warm comfort zones.
We were conditioned and taught as children to mistrust; to fear that which is unknown and different from ourselves.
But yet, when we have challenged ourselves to overcome our fears, we have performed beyond our wildest imagination.
When we have thrown away those boxes inside our heads, and listened to the beats of our hearts, we’ve generated plenitude of magic.
When we have excitedly flung ourselves into the abyss of the unknown, we’ve created numerous unforgettable adventures.
And when we’ve engaged and shared with people from other walks of life, all with a different story to tell; each of them bringing different gifts of bold bright colors, we’ve encountered soul enriching life-changing moments; surmountable amounts of growth.
Therefore, we mustn’t settle for “just” good enough.
We mustn’t fear that which is different, because different might just be exactly what we were looking for.
Sometimes I wonder if we actually create are own realities,
Or if we simply learn to see colors where none truly exist.
Could it be that some of us have trained ourselves to see the beauty in everything so that we may simply bear to live our otherwise boring lives full of society based rituals and mundane routines?
Have we learned to truly enjoy every breath taken? Or have we simply learned to freeze time by converting that one special moment lived into an eternal memory; only a minute within a 24 hour day lived, with the remaining 1,439 minutes of fast paced nonsense spent, and already forgotten.
All but to rush into bed just to relive that one minute memory, but in a dream.
Could it be that we’ve only become complacent and feel happy simply because we made up our minds up to be?
Is what we tell ourselves once we’ve learned to love ourselves simply another illusion?
Are we truly the special ones that can transmute darkness into light? Can we truly bring a glimmer of light in the darkest of places, always enchanted by the magic we see in the everyday things?
The optimists, the game changers, the ones that smile through the tears.
Is this true happiness, or simply a coping mechanism?
This is why we must be led by our hearts, and allow ourselves to feel. Feel everything, feel it all, but then address those feelings. Analyze them. Don’t let them leave you and be forgotten without truly understanding where those feelings came from.
Connecting the heart (our leader) with our minds (our guardian) is the only way to break through the illusions.
Only then is when we can truly find authenticity; true happiness.
Why are we born with a feeling of emptiness ?
Even as children we feel this desperate longing to find happiness outside ourselves.
We walk through an abyss of nothingness,
Trying to get it.
An incredible longing to find true love.
Is it childhood conditioning?
Or is it more than that?
A feeling that drives us, that makes us feel as if though we are searching,
For someone. For something.
So we seek and crawl.
And we love, and lose.
And we learn.
And we keep searching, almost desperately as if thirsting for air.
So we love again, and lose again.
And then finally, through this loss, we learn there’s freedom in letting go,
Unlocking a key to a new self discovery,
A self realization that what we had been aching for was always sitting inside ourselves.
That what we had always been searching for was our very own soul.
And had we not felt that unquenchable emptiness, we would have never been driven,
I Am Rainbow Gabby 