Every once in awhile I come across some level of brilliance that makes me go, “HELL F*CKING YES.”
Be it art work, an idea, a movie, a song, a sunset, a thought, a raccoon, a laughing baby, a poem, etc.
When that happens, every ounce of who I am sits up and pays attention, because I know it is ME talking to me.
It is my Best Self, Life, Existence, All That Is, Source, God, Dog - ALL OF ME, breaking through and going nose to nose, cell to cell, atom to atom, with me. It is the very definition and essence of Come Alive.
And this below “poem” by Jeanette LeBlanc, is one of those things.
I can feel my very essence, my very Being, smiling through each sassy, cheeky, and bold-as-fuck moment as I allow ME to come play with me.
Strap in, hold on, Cherish and Enjoy.
You Are Not Too Much
“Have you ever been told you are too much?
Too emotional, too sensitive, too loud?
The truth is, you are not too much. You have never been too much. You will never be too much. The very idea is preposterous. You were born to be you. All of you.
Not a tiny acceptable sliver. Not a watered down version with colors dulled and edges softened.
No. You were meant to be every last pulsing-bleeding-loving-crying-feeling bit.
And if someone tells you that you are too much for them, the only truth you need to remember is this:
It is highly likely that they are not now, and never could have been, near enough for you.
Because you, my girl, are the sun and the moon and the stars. You are the force that pulls the tides. You are the unrestrained howl under a wide-open moon. You are the essence of what it is to dance into ecstasy. You are the heat and the sex and the sweat and the burn and soft and the grace and the grit and the ocean of tears.
You are all of everything.
You are the mother of us all and the daughter of the Universe.
You walk through shadows and light.
You burn down and rise up and hold captive the pulse of the world.
You make the gods tremble.
And that, my dear, is bound to make some people crazy uncomfortable. It will make them pull back and push away. Because the way you dance with your shadows and your steadfast commitment to your light will push them into spaces that are fascinating and compelling and utterly terrifying.
Your very being asks them to step into places they may not be near ready to visit, let alone stay.
Because like the depths of the ocean that calls you home, you will never be easy.
But darling, you were not brought here for easy. You are here for so much more.
Because you are a boundary-pusher.
You’re a truth-seeker.
You’re temptation and seduction and heat.
You’re a mirror and a sorcerer, and inside you swirls the power of the ancients.
So no, you are not easy.
But in the space of that truth, please also know this. Do not get this confused with the notion that you do not deserve the deepest ease.
Don’t, for a minute, let them convince you that you will not know the grace of a lover who does not require that you constantly translate yourself or diminish yourself or quiet your storm or tone down your extravagant love.
Because that, my girl, is bullshit.” ~Jeanette LeBlanc