TETHERED by Vrinda Aguilera

Ever since I can remember I have always felt things acutely...

Being sensitive to life and it's realities is a simultaneous curse and blessing, for there exists such a wide array of experiences: from the deep, dark chasms and valleys of suffering, to the dizzyingly high mountain peak cliffs of joy, the vast, wide open plateaus and stretches of everything else that fall in between!

One such platform that these polarities encompass is the dichotomy of the fact of human existence itself- to be an eternal, unfettered spiritual being yet contained in an embodied frame. These apparently contradicting forces push and pull, as I strive to journey towards my wholeness in love and light with harmony and grace. This life task remains for me one best approached with fearlessness and faith.

Tethered

by Vrinda Aguilera

I am tethered

By a rope to the ground

Bound

To the earth stuck tight

Freedom denied

Hands tied

It's not right!

Fight

Fight to get loose

Of this confounded noose

Around my neck

Keeping me in check

This length of chain

Shackled and in pain

''Let me loose"

My refrain

I tug and strain

My whole life I've trained

For this one moment of choice

Will I use my voice?

Tethered

Again to the ground

I return

The descent stings and burns

Bound

My vision cast high

Yonder past the cloudy skies

Heavenly dreams

Bursting at the seams

Of my life

Strife

Again knocks me down

Self created dramas

Phantom pauses and commas

Spiraling

Whiling my life away

Until this bungee cord of indecision begins to fray

Will I stray?

From my self created demands

My stuck-in-a flight-pattern flying without plans

Inner compass needle bent askew and awry

My dreams and goals continue to time bide, waning like the moon and tide

Enough!

This tether

Is not made of leather

It is constructed of fear

Keeping me tied to the near

While my passionate pursuits

Life's overflowing, obtainable fruits

My creative fires burn, smolder and smoke

Inhaling desperation only makes me choke

Do not give up hope!

Grasp the cord, cut it free

I am made of stronger stuff, you see

I will not fall at the speed of light

Misery and suffering my only plight

No!

I am meant for Hope and Life and Light

I am meant for Growth, Love and reaching great heights

I will break free from this self-made bondage

I will stand up and fight

With great might

And a touch of insight

That's right!

No longer bound

Feet on the ground

I am found

Untethered.

Vrinda Aguilera is a Montessori trained primary school teacher, an intuitive energy healer, a closet poet, and practitioner of bhakti-yoga. She is passionate about supporting women on their spiritual journey and is an experienced life-coach. She lives in rural Florida with her husband and three children where she blossoms in the experience of mothering. You may connect with her by e-mailing her at: vrinda.aguilera@gmail.com

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