Poetry by Tracy Marks

Tapestry

copyright 1987 by Tracy Marks


When I create an image of myself as I wish to be and focus upon it continually, I empower myself to actualize that vision; the clarity of my intent and imagining generates a psychic intensity which helps to manifest the reality I have projected.

But sometimes the design I have conceived is contrary to the design of my life; the threads cross at odd angles; the pictures is askew; I weave a tapestry which when completed and displayed clashes with the direction that has subliminally been unfolding inside of me.

I may not know what I most want or need when I begin to weave; I may be gazing only at patterns known to my conscious mind and based upon previous knowledge or experience. I cannot image vistas I have never seen.

How important it is then to choose those possibilities which resonate with my innermost core, which are revealed to me by dreams or intuitive promptings and accompanied by that rare but unmistakable certainty that withstands all questioning. And if those visions, manifest and prove faulty, perhaps that too is part of the pattern, and the incomplete dramas of one scene will be resolved in the next scene on another tapestry.




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