A painted picture of the Universe / Roy de Maistre / 1920-1934
i cannot sleep but am completely calm. the yearning has gone, replaced with peace. wu wei, not forcing. not attached to tomorrow, still. but still not wanting tomorrow to come because tomorrow ends today and where i am now is a thousand miles away from yesterday and yesterday i burned with desire and rage, but i guess that’s just the way of things and i have to face that tomorrow i’ll be wearing a different face, riding a different wave of emotions, with new thoughts and movements and sights, smells, and sounds. but it’s better to be here, not there, right now, instead of there, not here, like i tend to live on more left brain days. today is soft like the sheets i’m wrapped in, wrapped up like a baby, soft like a baby.
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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self-discovery, scientifically 
It’s really fantastic and inspiring
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