Sunday, November 22, 2009

a letter 2 me from a bipolar like me

Dear,

You are amazing. Many do not understand your bipolar nature; but you can rest assured ...

The bipolar experience is no more than this: A heroic soul born inhumanely sensitive,
desperately in need of true connection.

To you ... a touch is a blow, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a daydream is a premonition, strictness is suffocation, and completion is death.

Add to your brutally sensitive soul the overwhelming need to heal, create, and transform -- so that without the outpouring of honesty, the creating of music or poetry or something of meaning your very breath is cut off ...




You must create, must pour out your entire being in each and every encounter. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency you do not feel truly alive unless you are risking everything through your divine expression.

Thank you for having the courage to create ... to transform ...to be ... in a way other souls don't.

For without your courage and your light the world would grow listless and dull
and the rest of us who are like you would not have your courageous acts to inspire our own.

Rock on,