I discovered a new style of poetry from Vashi’s blog called a Sidlak. It’s a structured poem consisting of 5 lines with 3–5–7–9 syllables for the first four lines and a color for the last line. The color describes the whole poem or feelings of the writer. Here is Vashit’s Sidlak called craving.
endless days and nights
filled with the haze of sadness
pain wraps around my heart like a vice
Thankfully, I’m not stuck in depression like I was for many years. I’ve learned that resisting my feelings or life circumstances only makes them stronger. Now, it’s more like brief visits from an old nemesis. We know each other, we give our best, and we dance around for a while. With more practice, I want to embrace the blues as a friend in need of TLC. I’ve learned that my feelings are important signals to listen to and respect. At the same time, there is a point where it becomes wallowing. I want to honor my sad feelings without letting them overwhelm me and my life.
This is part of why I moved from Oregon. It was the most beautiful place and gentle climate of anywhere that I’ve lived, yet I found the long gray seasons to be very hard and depressing. Seeing posts from fellow bloggers reminds me that I want to revisit the beautiful northwest again soon, preferably in the summer or fall. 🙂
Self-acceptance and compassion have been the major themes for my life in the last few years. I’ve made great progress in accepting and honoring more aspects of myself.
May we find our way back home to the light. Blessings, Brad