Abandon Fear

Ann of Norway You can describe pain Jayne and give it pathos, how we wish we could tear ourselves into rags and give a piece to each to help those with it, one almost feels bad, or even wicked, being without pain when we know what it is to have pain. "I want pour myself" do you need TO here? My love to you dear Jayne from Ann.

another little typo: of uncertainly do you mean uncertainty? another very good piece from you. Love, Cat p.s. congratulations on getting a new computer!!!

This is beautiful. It has real power, especially I look into you see the birth of pain and you abandoning it as if it doesn’t exist like an orphaned new born child I guess people try and abandon their pain when they can't see any other way to deal with it. It's a kind of conscious denial... a remembering to forget. There's a book by Derrick Jensen called A Language Older Than Words which deals with this question of denial. In it he writes: "In order for us to maintain our way of living, we must, in a broad sense, tell lies to each other, and especially to ourselves. It is not necessary that the lies be particularly believable. The lies act as barriers to truth. These barriers to truth are necessary because without them many deplorable acts would become impossibilities. Truth must at all costs be avoided. When we do allow self-evident truths to percolate past our defenses and into consciousness, they are treated like so many hand grenades rolling across the dance floor of an improbably macabre party. We try to stay out of harm's way, afraid that they will go off, shatter our delusions, and leave us exposed to what we have done to the world and to ourselves, exposed as the hollow people we have become. And so we avoid these truths, these self-evident truths, and continue the dance of world destruction." It's definitely one of the best books I've read. Take care, Daniel

"I weep for your denial." Perhaps that is the penultimate truth. For one's own self as well. Love, Mum Words must be used like stepping stones: lightly and with nimbleness, because if you step on them too heavily, you incur the danger of falling into the intellectual mire of logic and reason. - Balsekar

hello Jayne, this is a very beautiful and moving poem--made me read it again. well done you, Tim

The first stanza is my favorite. Once again very powerful medicine. Kind Regards-Brian

Totally awesome! I can think of so many persons this relates to! Just one question - isn't it I WEEP AT YOUR DENIAL? Either way - the message is extremely potent ;) Thanks for your craft as always - just bloody brilliant! Boni

as you have a new computer, do i need to send you Neruda's poem again? lol judd xxx

Great insight into how some people don't want you to see their weak side (soft). So it's almost impossible to get them to open up. This can be frustrating and hurtful, but it's just the way people are sometimes. Rosina xena465

I am glad you posted this one Aunty. It has a pureness about it or something. It comes from the heart this one. And with your avatar, you can almost feel your eyes looking in deeply. Loved it and I send my love. Lyz. XX

What can ya do? If one can't allow ones self to suffer it through then what to do? I think one just needs to learn as one goes, to allow it is to rid it. Great write ! To help wipe the fear of feeling is surely a kind move. Truly, Mark Resilient Flexibility

my gandra is truth but it must be administered kindly, affectionately.. Mark Resilient Flexibility

Just the message I needed Seren, and you are just the angel to deliver it. Thank you, Julie D.D.

i loved this poem, it reminds me to a friend of mine. really good.