Julia Gray
CONTACT:
Email: intothegrayzone@gmail.com
Blog: https://julialynngray.spiritliveswithin.org
Substack: https://substack.com/@julesgray
BIO:
Architect of Experience. Archaeologist of the Soul.
My writings are borne out of the knotted emotions we carry within our body. Silent signals inviting us to explore the depths of our being. Untangling the threads that bind us to our past, and freeing ourselves to embrace the present moment. Listening for the messengers that call us to wholeness.
Poetry
Stone in My Throat
There is a stone in my throat
that blocks the path of my heart
I rely on my intellect to survive and even that fails me now
Now my heart has been quiet too long
it needs to be heard
it sits patiently in silence,
yet words fail its expression
Expression is the Universe living as Julia
however, the channel is not open
the stone is a barrier
for that which needs to be given voice
My voice shoots out violently for attention
it cannot stay quiet like the heart
the stone attacks the unknown predator
who accidentally sets the tripwire
Once the tripwire is broken
so are my words
shattered like glass
because I hurt
Hurt didn't know
how fragile the words are within me
barely formulated against the image
that provides me with meaning
Meaning that I, too, need patience
and space and breath
to inspire words that
are so elusive to capture
Captured feelings beneath the stone
yearning for words to set them free
no longer trapped within the heart
but manifest fully into form
blacks, blues, and grays
There stands before me
a vast and dreary wasteland
where your memory used to live
Empty echoes
Silent screams
…awash the blacks, blues, and greys
I stand so solitary
drinking in the horizon
vacant, moody, hushed
by the loss of what no longer remains
HOW DARE YOU!
The rush of anger and grief besiege
the very heart of who I am
race to fill the void
like water to low ground
It provides no solace
but it is companionable
I allow the movement to fill
what was vacant and once again…
I feel you!