Realisation. Reflection. Regret.

moving words and pic, well done keiran :) k

Haunting image and word we have all felt at one time or another – great portrayal!

???? I see the words, and they are touching alright, but, I don’t see any picture at all.

hahahhaa I see It’s the great glitch of embarrassement. Which is to say that the picture showed up after the page refreshed itself, which means right after I commented. I’ll keep that in mind and try refreshing the pieces out of the page BEFORE commenting. Though why it should be like that, I don’t know.

Righty then. I can really see how the words go with the image, and vice versa. Lends flavor to thought and makes one wonder what is being regretted,; definitely moving.

Not to add to the morbidity of such painful sorrow…but, I don’t know if anyone else sees the boatman of Hades with his ‘pushing oar(?)’ and his passenger on the wall behind you…Unforgiveness towards oneself is the hardest sin to forgive…it means you have to forgive yourself..Forgiveness heals the soul and brings unity to a heart and home…

Hope you can find all that your heart is seeking Keiran.

S

keiran, so the scent has faded? but i bet if you close your eyes, you could still find it…
it will always be found there even after it’s faded from that separate drawer…
beautiful work keiran…

Powerful , honest, poignant work,image and words really strike a chord deep within me!Thank you for such a strong and powerful art piece,Keiran. Haunting shadows and expression..

My dear friend (now) Keiran,
I will share the moment of my personal unforgiveness in my journey that I have had three, long years to find the strength to forgive myself….
I am the oldest of relatively 7 siblings. Broken home..two families. One bound by alcohol the first 15 years, the other, abusive step parent and abused mother…The youngest brother of the latter was the dearest to my soul. Being the oldest, the responsibility of being protector, provider and all things that mattered, was placed upon my shoulders. Due to my stand for my belief in Jesus and my acceptance of being a Minister I angered high-crime figures. To shatter my stand they set my brother up,(due to our abusive childhood he was mentally unstable and addicted to being ‘high’), and overdosed him with drugs, made it look like an accident. Causing his death. At the same moment in time I was in another hospital emergency room dying from being poisoned by the same people. Long story shortened, I lived, he died.
I have had to forgive myself for the danger that my love for a Kind God placed, and still places in front of my family and loved ones. There is nothing that I can do to change the truth. I believe with MY life that Jesus is real. That soon He will come and that denying Him sends our souls to hell. I’ve lived hell here, I wait for Peace.
I have the comfort of an awesome experience at the moment of his death and my struggle to survive..but there is not enough space for all this in a comment. Perhaps I will place it as one of my journal entries soon.
Bottom line, if my bringing hope and faith to a drug infested, prostitute bound and criminally overactive county had not affected profit my baby brother would still be breathing. Everyday I weep in sorrow over my lose..my only consolation is I KNOW beyond a doubt that he is truly safe and at home with the one I preach…Jesus. The only way I forgave myself for not noticing the signs of this awful plot is to know that He preaches forgiveness..He died while we were yet sinners. While I was still doing regretful deeds, He knew I would mess up, and need Him to help. Otherwise, I would never be able to not blame myself for making a stand. Seek to forgive yourself, to overcome and go on…He will, if you just ask. Find peace in this belief.

Sorry so long, could’ve been longer, short version,
With true concern, compassion and understanding,
Sarai

very nice work well done

Thank you for letting me share my story. Testimonies of someone else’s sorrows are a good path to finding the way to the Truth. Verbalizing it and not keeping it stored is like medicine to my soul. Thanks for helping me heal.

S

beautifully composed and executed… i’m wondering if the words came first or second…. they walk hand in hand toward finding peace and light…......b

so a bit of streaming consciousness… very cool…... the journey to peace and light is ongoing and oh so rewarding…... travel well….....b

Wow…very very emotive…..

Sigh... Yes, it was a very emotional piece to create and capture. Thanks for your kind words.

sad but beautiful face of emotion … if only ….. we had the foresite ….. been there

so emotional….and so moving and beautfiul…anna ; )

Know how you feel, just gone through massive pain last 2 years. Saw myself in this picture, made me shiver. But now I can truly say its my past that life and now make my life as I dream it just as you are doing. Well done on your expressive work and not giving up on youself.