The Young Maidens // Felice Casorati // 1912 – 1912
Identity breakthrough after all I’ve been through Finding a truth so true I am the floral fabric of eternity And what does that even mean? It’s not about being me, but being “we”
As a human girl who wakes up and throws on all black because colors mean too much not because of grief anymore Life is full of color
Somewhere between the need to be expressive and seen and the great surrender and release of Ego, of self, of me Some point on the endless spectrum of all there is and will be
Circe Invidiosa // John William Waterhouse // 1892
Thank you for reading. May your day be filled with love, color, connection and introspection.
I am a crafty poetess and passionate speech-language pathologist, with a vision of healing and integration of the mind, body, and soul. My name is Maddy. I have had a deep longing for creative expression for as long as I can remember. I write to express my soul’s passion for mankind and appreciation for each individual’s unique gifts. I write to share my journey from fragmented and ego-driven, to aware and awake (and still growing)! I write to share insight from clinical experiences, to garner empathy and understanding for individuals impacted by communication disorders, as well as highlight the strengths each person has and the lessons they can teach us. I write because I long to explore, discover, grow, and share.
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