Faux Self Burn
Written: 5/4/24 12:36am
This poem came to me the day after my 31st birthday. It effortlessly flowed out of me. I read it and sat with it to digest and feel what lessons it had for me. I began to notice that I was entering my reflection phase about the year and what lessons and growth 30 had given. My body, mind, and spirit, scanned places within myself to find where I might be holding false self patterns and or behaviors. As I know this about myself very well—that I am always open to growth and expansion. So, it is quite fitting to have this poem manifest itself. I am open to growth and expansion because within my core-being it feels right, the practice to be present in my emotional and spiritual processes feels like truth. As I continue to move forward with this practice, I have single-handedly witnessed time again and again the benefit that it feeds my soul. It causes me no harm but good. So, from the list of my many commitments to myself—is to continue to be open to the shifts life throws at me—always willing to accept nature’s invitation to grow and to evolve within myself and with the world around me.
This poem is a symbolic journey of inner transformation—specifically, the conscious release and dissolution of a “false self” or inauthentic identity. To unmask if one wears one. Step into the light to unmask for truth and change. To burn the false self and clear away the inauthentic layers. In the space of experiencing false aspects of ourselves there are lessons and teachings for us—it is up to us to look at what is coming up, and connect with it, and do what we will with the lessons and teachings and move forward to a healthier state of being. It’s a poem of self-liberation and introspection.
False self, hidden from the depths
Of all shape and form you take
Show yourself
Self pretend, hidden from the depths
Of all shape and form you take
Reveal yourself
On the ground you lay
Match to you
Fire burns so hot
Ash so white
Wind lifts you up
Carries you far
To the Amazon you go
There, you rest on the forest floor
Rain pours and soaks you deep
Drawing you down into the soil
There, you are transformed
Fertilizer for the plants
There, you are reborn
From ash to bloom
Thank you for the lessons
You may go now
You are breathed into the air
As new and pure energy
Thank you for the lessons
You may go now.
