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July 17, 2013

The Poetry of Putting it All on the Table.

I have a no concealed weaponry policy.

You know the things that you hide so that I will like you, approve of you or think you are spiritual—let’s just put them on the table.

I will show you mine if you will show me yours…

I am triggered by inauthenticity, entitlement and lack of integrity.

I am annoyed when people whine.

I am sometimes impatient with my friends and even my students when they sell themselves short.

I fiercely believe all is possible in this life.

I see the light in people often before they do.

I have learned to let people have their journey though it is not always easy.

I want to whack racists, bigots and chauvinists over the head; I roll my eyes at the “new agers” who talk about balancing their second chakra and then gossip about the pretty girl in the red dress.

I expect kindness but not perfection.

I don’t think fuck is a bad word.

I think pretending to be happy when you aren’t is a fucking bad thing.

I cry at phone commercials and stories about kindness especially toward animals.

I am passionate about love, words and wildness.

I am fiercely loyal and therefore, at times demanding that you be true to yourself and to me.

I see beauty everywhere though it took me nearly 39 years to see it in myself.

I believe in God, good wine and slow, hard kissing.

I have not ever had my heart broken, but three different men threatened suicide when I left them.

I loved my husband even when he was someone else’s husband and I am not ashamed of this.

I believe love is redemptive and at times very challenging.

I know that sexuality is a way to experience God and I am not ashamed of that, either.

I don’t think spirituality is about being nice or polite but about being real. When you actually have something you really need to say I want you to feel safe in expressing it to me but I do expect you to say it in a way my heart can hear you.

I forgive easily.

I have unraveled rage, hurt and defensiveness like prayer flags flapping in the wind but my prayers are different now.

I am a good friend.

I am a happy person.

I can love all of you.

There is nothing to hide.

Put your guns on the table and I will pour you a glass of wine.

 

 

 

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Ed: Bryonie Wise

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