A tribe of the quiet
Carrying in the tide
I see waves I’ve never seen before
And sounds I’ve never heard.
A nursery of tall, primitive sculptures
Tying the links between their bows
And the primordial waters which keep them afloat.
As they repetitively curtsy in the whirlpool of warm July waters,
I repetitively watch,
A gazer stealing a glance at what the image of God may be like.
I’ve seen a painting like this,
Capturing what paint can capture,
But forgetting about the distinct elegance in which these ships are riding.
Planting ten toes amongst the billions of grains of sand,
I imagine the journey to be somewhat spectacular
I would be the girl,
A pirate of the unknown fogs that wash out the morning sunrises,
A sailor of imperative winds that shift my ships from here to there.
I would be the girl,
Watching the shore like a distant thread of a smile,
Waiting for the cold-blooded vertebrates to direct me
In whatever way the sea has directed them.
Envious of the closeness between salt and water,
I’m sure I could disappear into the crevice between the sky and sea.
I see plenty of ships
Like wise old battle men
I watch them climb the ridges on the tearful eyes of mother earth.
She watches them fade across her deep dark blues
As I stand and covet her view.
I’ve had a series of bizarre epiphanies over the last few days. One of which being the whole concept of stamps. But that’s not important- my important revelation is that crying is strength. I’ve had this philosophy for a few years, but last night, I realized how true it was. Crying is this beautiful and raw release of emotion that has been bottled up inside of us for too long. As much as humans view it as weakness, it is pure strength. It is a sign that we have been strong for too long.
I, personally, hate crying. I just do. I’ll be the first one to say that I’m too hard on myself. But everything that I’ve said is 100% true. Don’t be afraid to release that emotion. Let yourself be whatever you need to be.
Sorry for the lack of posting. Minor crisis, all is well now. Just giving you all an update.
I’ve spent a lot of time with some of the strongest people I’ve ever met. And they’re hurting.
Please know that you are not worthless. You are beautiful and good. You deserve to live.
If you’re thinking about harming yourself in any way, find the nearest adult or call 1-800-273-8255.
x Abby W
As I sit here in beautiful France, I can’t help but think about all those who have been hurt or affected by the earthquake, tsunami and now the nuclear threat. Lets all take a moment to send our love to those people and to look back at all the beautiful things we have in our lives that these people may never have again.
Hello our beautiful loves,
We’re sitting in freaking France right now. Yeah, you heard us. Freaking FRANCE. Because Abby W does most of the posting on the blog, obviously things haven’t been put up recently. BECAUSE WE’RE IN FREAKING FRANCE. Which means not much computer time. :(
Atesha says: It’s been weird walking around France where everyone is so thin and the perfect image of beauty. You need to be really secure with yourself here.
Abby says: YOU ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL. Don’t stop saying that to yourself. You all mean the world to us and we don’t want you thinking anything less of yourself. On this trip, I’ve learned a lot about beauty. Mostly beauty about the environment around us. It’s amazing to get out of the little bubble I live in… good ol’ Connecticut. I’ve learned a lot about myself… spending every waking moment of every day with nine other people will do that to you!! xoxoxoxo
We love you. You’re beautiful.
Abby and Atesha
PS. Super awesome amazing video coming for you soon. Michelle Vargas, aka YouTube personality, entrepreuneur, and a generally awesome and powerful woman has been kind enough to bless us with an interview. <3