As I step into this new healing venture, I am learning to be more comfortable with the fact that much of my writing is channeled. Especially pieces that make total sense, yet are profound in nature, and seem to roll right off of my tongue. There are times I go back and watch or read and wonder, “Who wrote this?” Obviously it was me used as a conduit. I seem to have little recollection after the fact although I can remember starting out each piece as if it were yesterday.
This is one of those pieces. Take from it what you will. It is about stigma first and foremost, hence the resentment and anger. But I promise, the end is worth the wait.
Poetry in Motion – Spic-n-Span
