Year of the Dragon
It is the year of the dragon. The year that mythology and reality collide, the Chinese New Year that brings power and strength which will make a blazing statement. I was born on this cycle of the zodiac. I am a dragon but, I do not find myself powerful or have enough strength to make a statement. I feel as though I am a myth and reality is so far away, or is it that reality is something I avoid and the myth is what I seek?
The fire within seems to have died. The chars are crumbling, and the darkness of my days are ashes that stain the walls that I have built. Larger than life I stood with my chest held high. My armor of scales bright and strong protects me for any battle of honor. The passion and determination to be a warrior of life shine within my eyes, like the fire that exhaled out when I roared. Tales would be told of this beautiful dragon, what she has concord. What magnificent stories with such vivid description of her epic legacy. I have found that she is alone now; there is no fight in her. The fire inside is just a flicker. She is getting old and the stories do not display truths. Men have tried to suppress her and over power her. They came in droves to punish her and take what was hers. Take her free spirit because she threatens their own ideals. They are two very different creatures with different values and very different goals. Coexisting and living together is no longer possible. Her roar, her fire, her protection is gone, and stripped away. She secludes herself in the burnt remains of what was once reality and not mythology.
This year the skies will light up with fire and the magic of new ideas, arise with sparks and bring heat and passion to many. Perhaps it will ignite something within my soul to do the same.
The fire within seems to have died. The chars are crumbling, and the darkness of my days are ashes that stain the walls that I have built. Larger than life I stood with my chest held high. My armor of scales bright and strong protects me for any battle of honor. The passion and determination to be a warrior of life shine within my eyes, like the fire that exhaled out when I roared. Tales would be told of this beautiful dragon, what she has concord. What magnificent stories with such vivid description of her epic legacy. I have found that she is alone now; there is no fight in her. The fire inside is just a flicker. She is getting old and the stories do not display truths. Men have tried to suppress her and over power her. They came in droves to punish her and take what was hers. Take her free spirit because she threatens their own ideals. They are two very different creatures with different values and very different goals. Coexisting and living together is no longer possible. Her roar, her fire, her protection is gone, and stripped away. She secludes herself in the burnt remains of what was once reality and not mythology.
This year the skies will light up with fire and the magic of new ideas, arise with sparks and bring heat and passion to many. Perhaps it will ignite something within my soul to do the same.
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You have a lot ignited but have some challenges in healing form past harms inflicted? Something is \'blocking\' your internal energy. Perhaps you have placed the needs of others above your own for too long and need to focus on nurturing yourself? If we starve ourselves how can we feed others? Don\'t allow for your own starvation while you seek to \'feed\' those around you.
You are amazing with words and paint wonderful pictures with them. That is a talent.
((hugs))
:-) Patricia
If you still have a flicker, a little spark, with care and nurturing, the fire can grow to roar again.
It is already February, and will soon be spring, so better days are ahead.
Do what you need to uncover what is making you sad, so that you can get it out in the open and deal with it.
Thinking of You.
(((Hugs))) from me x