Dear Reader...be this you?

How many times has one had a day, when certain things be said and done, that makes one reflect and smile and brings much needed assurance that one is on the right track and hopefully, getting ones message across. 
Especially, when the message can be derailed or misunderstood due to preconceived ideas or information based on hearsay. 
When a space occupied be intimate on various levels and ones mental, physical and even ones spirituality can be exposed. 
When the space occupied be considered as taboo... when one has the courage to address something as human and real as ones sensuality and sexuality. 

And thus to take note and  understand....

When life knows to challenge ones good judgement as to feeling personally frustrated with ones own situation and yet, there be no reason to rock the boat at home for all be well and in place and relations serene and comfortable.
When there be a sense that one feels lost and cheated for the imagination be colourful and daring, not overboard, yet, nothing more than a colouring book in ones mind....inviting but, fantastical.
When society has chosen to believe and instill the need to suppress a natural sensuality and desire, replacing it with a constricted and restricted decency where being tactile and showing of emotion be considered indecent and potentially telling of character, not in a positive way .
When age creeps in and, struggles to survive and create and nurture, eat away at ones confidence and ability to let go, always on the lookout and alert to not fail.
Eventually...that realisation...that maybe there be more to life than all that makes the sum of ones own life at such a point....now begins the search, the questions asked that make no sense for the answers do not come easy...the confusion deep for there be no real reason as to feeling so forlorn and despondent and confused.

It be called life. 

It be called the right of passage of self discovery in various ways. 
In this case the path i am referring to, be the path of discovery of ones  right to sensual and emotional and sexual discovery. 
I prefer to not call it healing for then it would insinuate a non well-being of one in spirit, mind and frame. 
No. What i mean, is the rediscovery and acknowledgement and acceptance of ones ability to be sensual. Ones ability to be passionate. Ones ability to feel free and not guilty for wishing to indulge in a satisfaction healthy, destressing and joyous.
And what has made me write this little 'out-of-the-blue-piece'...it be in relation and a small reveal of where my mind was at yesterday...a day productive, rewarding, and even more so because i realised that maybe, just maybe, my message is being understood. 
My silly poems, my stories my comments....many ad hoc, without a beginning or end, for i wish to plant a seed for thought and discussion, rather than give the answer...my pictures.
The emails of poems and stories and comments and conversations, that have grown and have enriched every part of me, be proof of the wonderful, fruitful spirits and minds that are out there. The courage to expose oneself and take in hand that which each of these people have done simply by reading something i have managed to pen.
My thought is not arrogant, my disclosing of this is not pompous but, rather, i am honoured and humbled and feel as big as this world with light and laughter happy.

What brought this on is the question posed to me yesterday...

"...what is this that u do? What do i call it? I feel uninhibited and so unrestricted ".......
My answer was..."...it is you. it is called you and you have allowed me into your headspace. You gave me your trust. "

And thus i start my day with the revelation of yesterday knowing today cannot be anything else but a perfect start to the future, as is every other day in the future.

Today...i shall dedicate my posts to writing's i have received that have been influenced by some of my posts. Do enjoy and thank you for being a reader of my blog. Do hope to hear from you too.

RB.