Blogtember Day 9 – A Self-Portrait

I missed the Blogtember post yesterday as I was busy with an interview and also I was thinking about how to approach my self portrait.

Initially I was going to treat you all to a bit of hand-drawn artwork but I have decided on a montage of words and images.

ENJOY!

Friday, September 13: A self portrait

 is at the centre of my being, I believe it is the only way to map your journey here.

From Stage to Page,  I took my first steps opened my wings and realised,

when you are on the right track the breeze will carry you, I travelled on God’s whispers to a new place.

A place where adventure settled in the centre of my heart  

I yearned to discover more of the world.  I found beauty in small things  and realised that the road I was to choose was not paved with Gold. In fact, it was not paved at all.  This soul was meant for rougher terrain. Unspoilt by man. God’s Country.

I am the bridge between many worlds and hold the pieces together, carefully mastering the invisible construction between mind and heart.

As with all people of Earth, there is more to me than what you can see. A layer of me that runs so deeply, I am only discovering it myself now, half way through my lifetime. Maybe more, maybe less.

Like an unexplored ocean bed it is my new territory that I have opened myself up to discovering.

Life is too short to wait, I only hope I am in time. I now know that this is what I look like, truly. This self portrait of mine.

 

 

 

Playing with layout (same images, text amended)

 

is at the centre of my being,

I believe it is the only way

to map your journey here.

 

 

From Stage to Page,

I took my first steps

opened my wings

and realised,

when you are on the right track

the breeze will carry you.

 

 

I travelled on God’s whispers to a new place.

A place where adventure

settled in the centre of my heart

 

 

I yearned to discover

more of the world.

I found beauty in small things

and realised

the road I was to choose 

was not paved with Gold.

It was not paved at all.

 

 

My  soul was meant for rougher terrain.

Unspoilt by man.

God’s Country.

 

 

I am a bridge

between.

I hold the pieces together,

carefully mastering

the invisible construction

between mind

and heart.

 

 

There is more to me

than what you see.

A layer of me running deeply,

Hidden from myself for years.

 

 

I am

only discovering

it now,

As I take these first leaps

of faith,

Into unchartered waters.

Half way through my lifetime.

Maybe more,

maybe less.

 

 

Like an unexplored ocean bed

it is new territory

I have opened

myself up

to discovering.

 

 

Life is too short to wait,

I only hope I am in time.

I now know that

this

is what I look like,

truly.

 

This exposed self portrait of mine.