Fragmented
Do you ever have those days where you feel fragmented, as if your soul is trying to live in different realms at the same time? You don't feel centered, you can't focus or see things clearly, and nothing seems to pull the pieces back together. It feels as if external forces, like little mischievous goblins, are playing tug of war with your essence. I recently had one of those days, and then late in the afternoon I came upon a child. She sat there coloring, just quietly being in the moment. I only spent a few minutes in her presence, but as I walked away I realized I could breathe again.
Do you ever have those days where you feel fragmented, as if your soul is trying to live in different realms at the same time? You don't feel centered, you can't focus or see things clearly, and nothing seems to pull the pieces back together. It feels as if external forces, like little mischievous goblins, are playing tug of war with your essence. I recently had one of those days, and then late in the afternoon I came upon a child. She sat there coloring, just quietly being in the moment. I only spent a few minutes in her presence, but as I walked away I realized I could breathe again.
Yes, I know what you are talking about. I feel a sense of mild confusion throughout the day, and it feels like there is a screen door between me and everyone I interact with.
ReplyDeletethank you for stopping by-your blog is very lovely and reflective.
ReplyDeleteHi! Thanks for your comments on my blog. I visited Raleigh, my girlfriend and I. It was pretty cold when we were there. The photo of you with your daughter is beautiful. I enjoyed reading your blog.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment on my "A Death, A Life" posting, and yes, I'm looking for a new beginning:)
ReplyDeleteTo answer your question, "screen door" comes to mind because you can see pretty much everything through it but it requires so much more effort than a crystal-clear window or sliding glass door.