Naked – POEM

I am naked

Photo: Bjørn Hatling

To call out the voice of shame

Laugh in its face

Beat it at its own game

 

I am naked

To bare my very soul

What’s inside this flesh

Is what makes me whole

 

I shed my clothes

And fear screams of treason

But when I really listen

It’s clear that love is the only reason

 

I sit proudly

And let the wind touch me

Melt me into all that is and will be

Allowing this body to be free

 

I am naked

But not as an act of lust

I’ve shaken off the layers

In a personal sign of trust

 

I am bare

Like I once arrived into light

I push away unreal expectations

This is how I choose to fight

 

I am raw

            As I connect with all that is

            Get to know these eyes that see

            This soul that moves and lips that kiss

 

I am nature

            And all around is me

            I am naked

            Because I choose to be

 

©Christina de Vries

Run Forrest, Run!!

Well I’m not planing on strapping on my running shoes and leave everything behind for an unknown amount of time, but I have been getting into running again. I started running again right before my vacation started, and I brought my workout clothes with me so that I could continue on with the good habit even though I’m away from home. And so far I’ve been doing really good. I’ve been out running every day  this week, and I can already feel a difference in my pace and endurance.

And one thing that I’ve noticed after I started taking my purple shoes out to get some air more often, is that my writing is flowing more smoothly. I’m very well aware that a healthy body helps out when it comes to a healthy mind as well, but I think the main reason why it’s having such a wonderful impact on my creative process, is this;

When I run, my mind clears up. I move through the forest and my thoughts run off to everywhere and nowhere all at once. It’s a form of meditation. A way to disconnect and silence all the inner voices that I shouldn’t listen to, and to connect with all that is good for me. The deeper into the forest I get, the deeper into my own mind I dive. And in the inner, most silent corners of my mind, I find the important parts. The thoughts that hides away in fear of being seen. The ones that shines brightly as soon as they are lifted out of the dark and into the light.

So that is one of the main reasons why I now drag myself out daily to sweat it out under the trees shadows.

I run because my mind need it. I run because the sounds of nature silence the words of doubt and fear. I run because I love how it makes me feel, and how it makes me write.