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In Silence, Something New is being Birthed

I know I’ve been silent. But since confinement has been imposed, I’ve been spending a lot of time #outdoors#rewilding and #reenchanting.
Solitude has never been an issue and I’m taking full advantage of the first #springgreens and wild #medicinalherbs that are currently popping from the ground.

The rewilding process has also gotten into the introspective conversations with the Self: priorities, work and what makes one’s heart sing. What are one’s roots and the dusty, often forgotten part of the self. I have an artistic background and life long love story with words.

So I decided to weave those neglected parts of myself with my love for herbs and the Runes in order to create something new, something that is more like me, something with somewhat loose delimitations in which I feel neither constricted nor lost.

So poetry is back on the menu as I just finished my first Runic poem called “The Lament of the Alfar” (you can see an excerpt on the image), which will be part of a group of other poems & illustrations about the Rune Mannaz. I’ll talk some more about it soon.

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Be True to Yourself & Live Your Truth

“Do not love half lovers.
Do not entertain half friends.
Do not indulge in works of the half talented.
Do not live half a life and do not die a half death.
If you choose silence, then be silent.
When you speak, do so until you are finished.
Do not silence yourself to say something
And do not speak to be silent.
If you accept, then express it bluntly.
Do not mask it.
If you refuse then be clear about it
For an ambiguous refusal
Is but a weak acceptance.

Do not accept half a solution.
Do not believe half truths.
Do not dream half a dream.
Do not fantasize about half hopes.
Half a drink will not quench your thirst.
Half a meal will not satiate your hunger.
Half the way will get you no where.
Half an idea will bear you no results.

Your other half is not the one you love.
It is you in another time yet in the same space.
It is you when you are not.
Half a life is a life you didn’t live,
A word you have not said,
A smile you postponed,
A love you have not had,
A friendship you did not know,
To reach and not arrive,
Work and not work,
Attend only to be absent,
What makes you a stranger to them closest to you,
and they strangers to you.

The half is a mere moment of inability
but you are able for you are not half a being.
You are a whole that exists
to live a life, not half a life.”

~ Khalil Gibran