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All I Am

All I Am

“What if
all I am
is the broken song
on a broken record
held gently
in the broken hands
of a broken man?
What if despite all that,
I was still
the song
that made you
smile?”

#TylerKnott / #ArtByShea

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Emit Your Own Frequency

Emit Your Own Frequency

Poem: Slept With a Stranger

Last night I slept with a stranger.

I wasn’t pressured or forced against my will,
but his pill instilled such a natural high.
And still,
he took his precious time
to approach me out of curiosity
and ask all the right questions.
I showed reciprocity
with some hesitations and no expectations.

To my surprise,
he was attentive to my sensations,
evoking warmth and euphoria to alleviate my frustrations.
Persistent pulsations (in),
patient exhalations (out);
an emotional and sensual orchestration throughout.

A word was never spoken between he and I,
but his myths, legends, and mysteries reflected blue hues in my eyes. (So deep.)
Miles beneath his surface,
I imagined his darkest secrets;
Some funny, some sad,
others hidden how he saw fit.
Who was I to judge, you know?
We’ve all got skeletons in our closet.
And rib cages make for perfect coat hangers when your subconscious drowns your logic.

It was pretty ironic, though,
the way that he teased me on the surface;
we both knew that staying was never really his (or my) intended purpose.
But for the moment,
neither of us cared…
..whether we got lost while the moon just stared.
The time we shared
and the energy in the air,
I swear it lead to a new beginning,
the beginning of another day..

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The ocean is such a beautiful stranger.

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Perspective

Perspective is everything.

Are things exactly as we see them? Have they always been this way, or do they change as we do? Sometimes it’s good to revisit the places that we seem to take for granted..appreciate what we have grown up with and how it has shaped us. And yet, remain open minded, willing to learn from another perspective when appropriate.

6:21 pm on 4/18/13, at Rockefeller Center:

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This is where people come to fulfill their dream. Where they thrive…or get chewed up and spit out. Bumping shoulders, avoiding eye contact, exchanging brash words; racing to get from point A to point B, C, D…Z. The city is moving…so fast that we sometimes tend to become nearsighted. Work and money draw a heavy focus here.

8:12pm on 4/18/13, at Rockefeller Center:

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A thick layer of fog has descended on the city, creeping along eerily…calming the energy outside. The city’s people, they are still pacing. But the city, it is illuminating. Focus relaxes and grows increasingly farsighted — on the bridges stretching across East River, the skyline reflecting on water,  the lights on the Empire State Building as they sequentially alternate colors, and the sea of orange-yellow trying to navigate through every crevice of the city. There is a new appreciation at night because we survived another day to look at all of this.

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Dove’s Real Beauty Sketches

On natural beauty..

“It impacts the friends we make, the jobs we apply for, how we treat our children — it impacts everything. It couldn’t be more critical to our happiness.”

That’s a pretty taunting thought…to think that the only way to achieve heightened success is to look a particular way. For one, success is relative. What it means to me may not have the same meaning for you. Secondly, if we purely rely on physical attributes to get what we want in life, then maybe beauty isn’t just physical, but largely mental stimulation – given that the desire to be perfect drives our behavior. In terms of society’s standards, there is without a doubt underlying pressure for women to have the brightest eyes, the prettiest face a hair, the sexiest body, etc..

Dove recently conducted a social experiment in which Gil Zamora, a 26-year veteran of the Santa Fe Police Department and forensic artist, sketched a group of seven women to get a better idea of how they view themselves.

The first part of the experiment was to sketch one woman at a time, without ever seeing what they look like. Zamora would ask them questions about their own facial aesthetics, revealing what they think their most prominent, favorite and disliked features are. Based on these descriptions, Zamora created a sketch of each woman. He then repeated this process but instead asked each of the seven strangers to describe the other women that they had met earlier that morning.

What Zamora found was that the women seemed extremely critical of themselves…even over delicate freckles; alternatively, when they spoke about the other ladies that they had met only briefly, they were more complimentary and even admiring of their features. Zamora held the self-imposed sketches next to the those created by the women viewing one another, and the reactions were pretty consistent: many woman don’t seem to see the beauty that others see in them. Or, maybe they do but just don’t acknowledge how wonderful their natural beauty is.

“We spend a lot of time as women analyzing and trying to fix the things that aren’t quite right…Instead we should spend more time appreciating the things that we do like.”

It’s true, women really are their own worst critics. I know that I am and have been my own for a very long time. But who doesn’t want to be “perfect”, you know? Whatever that is..

Self-love is beautiful. It’s necessary to love inwardly in order to love outwardly. Thank you, Dove, for sharing your message.