I am an intuitive writer; I sit down at the keyboard and allow words to unfurl onto the screen. Yesterday’s essay about my daughter struck a chord with people and I am grateful for that. My writing happens easily enough, but what you don’t see is how deeply isolated I am from the world.
This isolation, in large part, comes from my experiences with grief and death; it also stems from my Scorpio nature. I have never had an easy relationship with people or life itself. I experience isolation as part of true nature, even as I live and move along with the rest of the world.
Leonard Cohen has become a part of my life, as I listen to him as I fall asleep each night. His approach to writing was and is, much like mine. There is a compulsion to compose; but I seldom rewrite anything and he was known for slaving over his songs for decades. What we have in common is our love of truth. I was not surprised to learn that he had traveled to Mumbai to study with Ramesh Balsekar. I had written a letter to Ramesh in which I posed a few questions. The only one he answered was about destiny. His reply was that everything was destined, not only to the individual but to everyone.
The truth is a refining fire in which a painful process of self-exploration separates the wheat from the chaff. I must work on myself in order to write and the lessons I am learning are ones that everyone is learning.
What are we learning outside of the fact that we are all one? We are learning that the ego thinks it has dibs on God’s grace, but how can an illusion experience grace?
When my husband died sixteen years ago, I had a lot of resting up to do. Along the way I learned that resting is the most beautiful experience I have had. It requires a whole-hearted commitment to truth and no laziness is allowed. So each day I sit at the keyboard and pound out an essay. This one has been about what truth has turned me into after all the years that I have spent grieving. In a nutshell, I have become more of who I am; now that I think of it, what else could I be?
Vicki Woodyard
“The truth is a refining fire in which a painful process of self exploration separates the wheat from the chaff” I love that, so true. I have a Scorpio ascendant, so I relate all the way. Beautiful words!🌸
Yes, we Scorpios love going deep into solitude to figure out how to embody higher qualities.
This essay, yesterday’s as well, struck a cord with me. I, too, like Leonard Cohen and do believe, like you and Leonard, that to live the truth is our desire and goal. Thanks for sitting at the keyboard and allowing the words to spill (spell) out.
Thanks for consistently hitting the “LIKE” button on my blog. Leonard, what’s not to love? He lives on in his work.
You let your TRUE light shine Vicki every time you write…that is what I and many others recognize. Like attracts like and truth is the common denominator. When someone else’s pain is exposed and expressed, the witness will usually and naturally identify with that pain (on some level). I am speaking for myself. Empathy is the great equalizer.
Thanks Vicki. Keep shinning your light.
T
I shall do my best, dear Tami.
I wish I knew how to “LIKE” all of these posts so I could hit the button. I like (love) them all and I am grateful. I tried it and it sent me to some new sign-in page. Just know again that you are appreciated by me and the folks with whom I share your posts.
❤️