Tuesday, November 29, 2011

cracked.....

“Maybe its like you said before, all of us being cracked open. Like each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And then things happen - these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack in places. And I mean, yeah once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. Once it starts to rain inside the Osprey, it will never be remodeled. But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and when we finally fall apart. And its only that time that we see one another, because we see out of ourselves through our cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face to face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade, but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.” John Green, Paper Towns

Cracked...
feeling all split open
exposed
vulnerable.
I don't know why...
or perhaps...
don't want to admit why...not out loud for the world to hear
even though it is easy to see
I'm
Cracked.

For years I was insulated,
covered by extra layers,
protective cushioning
that kept my heart from breaking open,
and
suddenly
one day
in a split second
I felt lonely
and
started to
shed the protective coats,
started to shed
that stuff that kept me at bay
and
when I did,
it happened...
there was light,
I felt...really felt..
and
a tiny prick
in my walled up walls,
things began to crumble
piece by piece
and
I
broke open
exposing
 me
for who I really was--sexy hot and all--
no further need to be perfect
or smarter or richer..
Me...
cracked me...
that was enough, is enough, will be enough.
Cracked,
splattered,
split wide open
guts all exposed...

I glanced out
light flowed in
our eyes met...
cracked up folks
staring into each others "realness"

 seeing
feeling
knowing
for the first time.

Cracked---just enough---to finally live.


happy tuesday
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At November 30, 2011 at 7:50 AM , Blogger Sandi said...

I am reminded of the old fable of the cracked pot that was carried alongside a perfect pot....back and forth to water.

It was the side the crack pot was carried, that flowers grew and flourished.

I've a team/session meeting tonight! WooHoo!!!

Many Blessings ~ Sandi

 
At November 30, 2011 at 1:40 PM , Blogger LeAnn Knight said...

Love this post! It's true, we're all a little cracked. :)

 

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