Being Left Out... REJECTED - SEPARATED...
Coming to a place where I know and realize that their is nothing OUT THERE!!!
As I experience the rejection, I feel the anxiety come flooding in all to my left side, to her. My left underarm stings with toxic thoughts of her being picked over me. He is giving all his attention to her. He simply just doesn't want me and wants her over me. Here is where the hatred of the other woman, another sister, comes into the collective consciousness and here is where one woman, I, can settle back into my manger with God rocking me, Jesus caressing my face, Mother Mary gently saying and affirming, "I am Love," and Mary Magdalene stirring the culdron of my sensuality so that I may hold my entirety as I scream and vomit through the darkness of my mind making my way back home to my heart to Oneness, to Love.
I am not separate from her beauty.
I am not less than her.
I am not less desireable.
I am not rejected because he has chosen to be with her.
I am beautiful. I am her. I am desireable. I am.
A fundamental belief in our society is to reject that which we don't choose, that which is different from me, that which I don't believe is right and in this rejection we leave out 1/2 of what makes us the whole being that we are. If I do not experience rejection how do I know or how can I experience coming into wholeness? How could I know what being whole is if I hadn't severed myself, fractured myself so that I could experience what being less than is, so that I would embody being WHOLE!!!