A poem I came across

I found something beautiful in the words

(“My soul is alight...”)

by Rabindranath Tagore

III

My soul is alight with your infinitude of stars. Your world has broken upon me like a flood. The flowers of your garden blossom in my body. The joy of life that is everywhere burns like an incense in my heart. And the breath of all things plays on my life as on a pipe of reeds.

Belief

I am apparently the world's worst blogger. I don't know how long it has been since I have taken my head out of a textbook and let myself pour thoughts out onto a computer screen. Moments like this are slowly becoming a luxury. What shall I write about today? There are so many issues bombarding every part of my already saturated brain. Belief or rather the idea of knowing what I believe in has been particularly prevalent amongst my thoughts. What do I believe in? It's a fundamental question that we all struggle with each and every day. Sometimes I feel that all the responsibilities and all the pressure to succeed make me forget about who I am as an individual and what constitutes my character. Lately, I've become more and more unfocused from feeling lost and unsure of who I am. Erickson would say it's appropriate. This is the time of my life where I am supposed to be having an identity crisis and to be otherwise would be abnormal. We all know the basic sensory things about ourselves...what we like to eat, what we like to listen to, what sights are pleasant and so on and so forth. I love pasta, I love soft music, I love watching rain move across a body of water. It's a much harder exercise to think about what we feel strongly about and what has shaped us to feel such intense emotion.

Why bring up such an obvious statement? Who knows, perhaps I'm just venting. Someone recently asked me to not be so passionate about my belief in self-expression. Frankly, it was as though they had asked me to not be myself. There are things that I adamantly believe in that I won't back down or compromise for anyone. How we express ourselves and our opinions are a direct reflection of our souls. I truly believe that. What else do I have to say today.....

“I hold a beast, an angel and a madman in me, and my enquiry is as to their working, and my problem is their subjugation and victory, downthrow and upheaval, and my effort is their self-expression.”--Dylan Thomas


On a side note, everyone should check out Kris Delmhorst. I think she's great.