The Tightwire of Distraction

Balance by listening to your Heart's Whisper

This mind will 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛-𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩 in 10 years… 👇
 
Time’s ticking…which wire do you cut?
 
Red, blue?
 
Cut the tight wire of distraction.
 
Embrace the tightrope of soul.
 
All that remains between us, and our distractions is our soul.
 
The soul that beckons us to dance unencumbered with it on the tightrope.
 
The soul we’ve harnessed between the twin towers we chose to build up in our lives.
 
The towers of fear and love.
 
The soul that patiently waits and listens to our heart’s wind on the 99th floor of surrender.
 
The wind that whispers to us so the devil can’t hear.
 
How often we ignore this wind by creating our own tornadoes of self-loathing that shout out the silence and drown out the pain in their reckless waling?
 
I ignored the whispers of my heart most of my life.
 
Instead of facing my fear, I feared what I faced.
 
I looked into the abyss, and fell in love with the darkness.
 
My mother had recently passed from an excruciating illness.
 
Reckless men and doctors had gotten away with murder.
 
Shell-shocked, I decided to take refuge behind the gilded aluminum armor of beer cans.
 
𝗜 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 to not decide how to deal with reality.
 
𝗜 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 to walk with a chip on my muscled yet tired shoulders.
 
𝗜 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 to isolate myself from those around me.
 
But that tight rope still called me to dance.
 
My friends were always waiting on the other side.
 
I couldn’t hear my friends’ pleas of support.
 
All I could listen to were the screams of my inner demons.
 
Demons that coaxed me into a bright, attractive shelter of numb comfort.
 
Demons that didn’t want me to enter the dark cave that was their command center…
 
The place where I would seek #highertruth and take out their leader, the Prince of Fear.
 
Would the fates spin me a tightrope of soul, or was I slowly weaving my own karmic cloak of darkness?
 

Don’t compromise. Seek 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵.