In a session with my coach on Tuesday, my 18 year old self came up and seemed to want some attention from me! As a result of this discovery I committed to spending some time with her and spent that evening looking at her in photographs and asking her what she wanted and needed from me. The next day this all turned poetic needless to say!
Note from my 18 Year old Self
I didn’t vanish into thin air
when you cut my wild locks and squeezed me into that tight wooden box
Did you not hear the desperate banging woman?
My carefree, fantastical, pink-blossom heart thumping at your dampened-down adult’s door
begging you for attention?
Now finally you give me some airspace, and I’m going to take it all!
What I want is:
To tumble down your shoulders in a beautifully dishevelled mane of magic
To spend slow-mo days dreaming of my soul‘s desire whilst bathing in the forest‘s love
To hug close friends and trees and to quench my colossal thirst for touch and affection
For us to play together and experiment in ways that you have long forgotten
To feel like no matter what happens you will keep me safe and warm and well
Your undivided love and attention
I am your Freedom
and your Abandonment
and your Purity
I am an incorrigible Dreamer
I am fragile and fearless and quirky and quite unforgettable
and I need you, you know
just as you need me