Today I’ve felt a bit butterfly-bellied. 🙂
To stand up and claim a title like I did in yesterday’s post…
To a flowy piscean like myself, that’s a huge thing to do.
I feel a bit trapped by it.
I’ve been walking around thinking, “but I’m not a medium in the same way as others are…and I’m not just a medium, I also steer my own writing a lot of the time…”
I’ve been answering myself, that there are immense variations to mediumship, the point is the connection with Spirit.
Which I do have.
And yes, of course I am more than “just” a medium. Like the girl in this wonderful poster that came floating into my facebook stream today:
One can probably say an awful lot
about me and what I am and what I’m not.
The important opinion, though, is the one I’ve got.
Will not lay myself politely down to rot.
Need to stand up.
Be visible and clear.
No need to stop.
No need to fear.
Just stand tall and receive and pass on.
Contact and connect and have fun.
People have always judged me, thought I’m weird.
I have taught myself not to care.
I sing in the streets, dance alone on a dancefloor,
no matter who I meet, I stay true to my core.
I strive for open mindedness, equality is my passion.
And now I’m forced to find a rhyme that ends up in a fashion.
I love to sing and dance and drum and I don’t make excuses
for who I am and what, what not, coz I’m the one who chooses.
I stand up to be counted, In-Betweener, this is me.
And to say it, is to own it, and it helps me to be free.
If the whole world turned against me,
I would still know it is true,
every word I have been thinking and I’ve published now to you.