..a little tattoo art..
it is pouring rain here. i am listening . i am reflecting . i am unclear .
we each hold responsibility, for our words . our actions . ourself
i often ask why. i almost always ask why. i am not afraid
to ask myself what part i hold in any of this. but when you can't
communicate with another you are missing part of the solution.
it is raining . i am unclear . i ask you why.
8 comments:
I love your tattoo art :) Someday, I want a tattoo... and I want to pay you to design it!
I have been asking why a lot lately. It is raining here too...
*love*
hey you....
somehow, i totally understand this....
It is, indeed, difficult to work through a problem with someone if they aren't willing to show up to the conversation. Sending you a hug.
tattoo! for you?
and ah yes, all too familiar with the unclear, with the why, with the non communication... rainy days I think bring out the unclear thoughts... and the looking to answer questions xo
sending love love love...
the whys and the unclear stuff. we do the best we can. we breathe in; we breathe out. we try to remember that sometimes it just isn't about us. but it is so hard even if we do know this in our hearts. hope something shifts soon and clarity arrives.
xoxo
i stopped by here to see you today. i love the rain...and understand what it's like to seek clarity. hugs. ♥
I wish I knew. I wish I knew. I am unclear myself.
xoxo
ohh, love seeing part of my tattoo design here... can't wait until it is inked on my body.
and the other stuff, i get it too. unfortunately i am the one who often holds back and doesn't communicate. i am not afraid to ask myself why, i'm only afraid to hear the answer from others or even admit i am wondering. fear often has my tongue in it's clutches. i am trying to live more bravely. more out loud. it isn't easy. be gentle with yourself and with the quiet ones...
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