As my name here may suggest, or not, I could be described as someone with a moon fetish - Selenophile might you say. That’s not it, but then I may risk making this post all about me me and me. Did I mention however my connection to the various life elements, water! oh so intense and ocean fetish sounds just about right.
Nope, of course that’s not all I want to say. But then again, as experienced many a time when involved in some sort of expressive art, I, as I can imagine so would many, find it difficult to decide when to stop.
And while I have this nagging thought that I may betray a lot of me if I didn’t give it a mention, I find me asking myself Who am I ? And at that moment I instantly know, for one, I am forever evolving.
I would however like to quote something here that has touched me in many ways at various stages of my life, and by singling out these words I don’t by any means disregard the others I relate to - those are far too many, but as I lay here writing this, she - Gabrielle Roth and her profound words come to mind, “In many shamanic societies, if you came to a shaman or a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions: ‘When did you stop dancing? When did you stop singing? When did you stop being enchanted by stories? When did you stop being comforted by the sweet territory of silence?’ ’’
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