The
Journey to be me!
By Lee-Anne Peters
I built up the courage to step into
the rain,
Encouraging ego, telling him it will
be OK.
Together we marched through the
darkness of light,
Journeying into the darkest of
night.
We felt excited, hesitation, desire,
For the inner merging and flying
higher.
Each step and each breath was a part
of the journey, we stopped at the darkest of the night. To have courage to face
the new dawn. To let go of the shackles, the armour all over the body. Stepping
out and into the light of the morning sun….
Gently walked over to a seat with a
view,
Where I sat and observed, rosellas
there, those two.
I heard every sound and saw every
sight,
The fragility of exposure, of no
protection, was right.
I felt the wind, I felt the cold.
I felt the feeling of no defences
take hold.
I breathed a deep, I let it go,
And up the hill my legs would flow.
Drawn to a tree, with the rosellas,
two,
On the healing green hill, that was
blessed with a view.
The tree embraced, we shared several
moments.
No ego, no caring, no looking over
the shoulder.
Just love, support and strength that
I needed,
To tell me that I had done the right
deed.
I felt it in my heart of hearts,
I felt the love, after feeling torn
apart.
Now I rebuild… the caterpillar
prepares its transformation,
Its journey towards its great
destination.
The silence, the breaking down of
old ways,
This is where the caterpillar turns
an inward gaze.
Fragile, silent, gentle and
meditating,
Its physical shell begins its
disintegrating.
The old flakes away, the darkness is
gone,
Replaced by the love and light of
the dawn.
The light is in sight, but the pain
is so strong,
How long will this take, ‘please
tell me, how long?
Patiently and gently the ‘pillar’
waits,
Hibernating and hermit-ly retreating
to fate.
With the pain, the suffering, the
memories uplifted,
The brewing, the stewing of the old
is being sifted.
The pain and hurt is releasing,
As the understanding of the pain is
increasing.
The call is heard, the flags prepare
to be drawn,
As the cycle of darkness, prepares
to be dawn.
With excitement, expectancy, a
celebration is near,
The ‘pillar’ finds the courage to
move into fear.
The unknown, the new, there was
nothing to plan,
The ‘pillar’ breathed, and moved,
getting ready to fan.
A push and a pull, an opening of
sorts,
And out came an arm, and unfurling
wings, of course!
The ‘pillar’ moved and continued to
flex,
Then the protection dropped, and the
‘pillar’ stretched.
She stretched wide and open, up and
down,
What was this odd feeling way up on
her crown?
She saw her reflection in the dew,
on the grass,
Her heart began to smile; she had
made it at last.
From the hungry caterpillar this
beauty emerged,
The transformation was miraculous,
that had momentarily occurred.
The cocoon housed the change,
The support held her safe.
However, now that boundary was
needed no longer,
Within her heart she had gotten much
stronger.
When the transition of cycles is
ripe and ready,
Be gentle inside and outside, be
steady.
Know within your heart’s deepest
darkness,
That courage will help you move into
lightness.
And then you will have the
understanding to see,
To accept, that all was perfect,
just perfect with me!!
Lee-Anne Peters
Excerpt from Aligning with the Speed of
Light
Lee-Anne Peters is an author, artist, mentor, speaker and
radio host. This poem is an excerpt out of Lee-Anne’s second book – Aligning with the Speed of Light. You
can order your copy of this life changing book online at www.aligningwiththespeedoflight.com
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