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Etheridge Knight's poem, The Idea of Ancestry, is perfect for the Alchemist Recovery's Lesson #46 Ancestry. ⠀

Ancestry and Lineage are powerful, rooting, connecting medicines in recovery. Check out how we do this in the Lesson of the Week from the Linktr.ee in the profile or go the website or FaceBook page to see more.⠀

Blessings!⠀
Randy⠀

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Is it our environment that shapes us? Or do we shape our environment? I think it's a bit of both☺❤
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Difficult learning the difference
between someone not being able to
live without you,
and someone not being able to
live with themselves if you were
to let go. ~Love and guilt. ~Hope and sorrow.
Difficult holding on,
for someone else to let go so easily.
Difficult learning the difference between
causing pain and creating hope. ~Loyal from afar. ~Too hard to hold close.
Difficult hearing no after being blessed
with the notion of loving.
Difficult to tell the difference between
I love you and nothing. ~Coming and going. ~Freezing and flowing.
The cold confronting the cold.
The hold you have over me,
difficult to defeat with indifference,
the difference being that you believe
our hearts will heal.
Too hard to hold us apart feeling real
in your light,
and surrounded by fakes most of the time.
Difficult learning the difference between
why I am alone,
and why you don't believe I'll make you smile. ~Why and why not. ~Insane and in style.
Trial and error versus try elsewhere.
Trying to be closer,
and trying to stay gone.
Difficult to tell the difference between
love coming and love going wrong,
believing and belonging.
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Just ordered new stickers! Thanks @stickermule for always making my words look spectacular 💛


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Once upon a time, I was the girl who didn’t feel worthy of love. Subconsciously, I pushed love away. I self-sabotaged. I chose emotionally unavailable men. I considered partnerships that I knew would likely end one day because it was safe. I also tried to pour love into other people’s hollowed hearts, hoping somehow that would be enough to convince them that they were worthy. But really, I think I was trying to convince myself. If they stayed, I was worthy too, right?
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It took 32 years and one major wake-up call to realize— I am the only one that could ever love me the way I need to be loved.
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From that point on, I treated myself like the love of my life. I gave myself every ounce of attention, compassion, kindness and devotion that I once gave others. I used daily mantras and meditation for all of it to seep into my being. I held boundaries and standards high, choosing who I let into my life, who I gave energy to.
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I became very aware of when other people’s behaviour didn’t honour my worth. Because of that, there was greater ease in saying ‘I wish you the best, goodbye.’, without a long-winded explanation or reasoning. No matter who came and went, I knew, I wholly believed, that I was worthy. And they were too. But it wasn’t my job to teach them that. Nor was it my job to teach them how to love me.
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My only job was to love myself.
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Finding love is an inside job. It always comes from within. It starts with unearthing all your demons and still having the courage to look yourself in the eyes, admire what you see, fully accept and adore who you are, and who you are becoming.
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It’s believing you are worthy of unconditional love.
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Because you are, we all are. It just starts with you. And I promise, when you find that deep-rooted self-love, be patient. Someone worthy of your heart will reflect it all back to you one day.
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Thoughts? How and when did you fall in love with yourself? Have you had similar experiences? Comment below and tell me about your journey in love.
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°Ørginal°
《Just you and a deck of cards》
‍‍‍‍‍You tell me you care
But you dont care if you lose me
Yet when im with you I feel like im free
You tell you could care less bout what I do or say
You barly even give me the fucking time of day
I do my best to be who you want me to be
Now this person I dont know is sprouting like a tree
Who knew someone could be so cold
Yet I make sure you know what you mean to me, everthing I do for you is bold
You make me feel Im in this constant whirl
How can you do this to a girl
All we are is friends
But sometimes I hurts more than an end
All this time ive spent chasing after you
Yet everything you say to me is true
Why do i keep doing this it isnt me
Im not one to get down on the ground and beg on my knees
But here i go please just stay with me
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Trust me. | #FragmentedDreams


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People often ask about the origins of the title of my book - Rossetti's Wombat.

I discussed this in my recent interview with South East Radio but for those who did not hear it, here is the explanation: ‘The Wombat,’ Dante Gabriel Rossetti wrote in 1869, ‘is a Joy, a Triumph, a Delight, a Madness!’ Rossetti’s house at 16 Cheyne Walk, Chelsea, London had a large garden, which, shortly after he was widowed, he began to stock with wild animals. He acquired, among other beasts: wallabies, kangaroos, a raccoon and a zebu. He looked into the possibility of keeping an African elephant but concluded that at £400 it was unreasonably priced. He bought a toucan, which he trained to ride a llama. But, above all, he loved his pet wombat.

He named his wombat Top, and would parade it around at parties and even walk it on a leash. When it died he had it stuffed and displayed in the entrance to his house.

Find the book available here: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Rossettis-Wombat-Joe-Neal/dp/1789630045/

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