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Smoldering from the depths of me,
Smoke rises.
Out my vented chest
Butterflies flutter--
Your iris painted
the color of my minds sea.
Labradorite cinereal.
My silvered lantern.
fissured branches,
glowing ember.
Effervescent beauty seeps through me.
Chromatic metamorphosis.
Like moonlight you cast a beam,
On all the places that must
be seen.
Sepia budded vines entangled,
Growing.
I'm already something new.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, Wait a Meta, Existential Dialogues
Moon Clock
In full vulnerability
Illuminating bright
Luminescence.
You see yourself glimmer
In the gaze of the Other.
Temporal rotation.
Within a shadow
We meet ourselves.
Where are we?
With myself how do I see myself?
In thought? On the page? In a recording?
In my reflections of my recent experiences.
I see myself in you. I see you in myself.
Part of each other’s present evolution.
You no longer are where you were.
One section of chapters becoming the palate to paint the next section.
Opening my evolution from the page I am on today.
Moon Clock
Time to illuminate the world to reveal who we are to ourselves.
Without the world who would we be?
How could we see who we are without all that exists beyond us?
We would be nothing without the world.
© Victoria Venturella, MA, The Existentialist, Existential Dialogues
How many times does it take you to form the first sentence?
Back spacing in deep thought.
Where do you put all those love letters?
last words never said?
What about all those questions?
potential proposals?
all that honesty?
sudden arrivals of insight?
Why haven’t you told them yet?
Are you afraid of true love?
Why do you think you have forever?
Why would you wait to tell them what you continually wish to share with them?
Being vulnerable is transformative and healing.
What about those moments that you no longer feel like you are where you were?
Where do you file all the letters you write yourself? Those meaningful monologues of the deepest internal texture?
You don’t have to journal everyday to journal.
#journaling
#unsentletters
#writeletters
#havehardconversations
#fallinlove
#livedeeply
#lovedeeply
#liveloudly
#loveloudly
#beauthentic
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#askmorequestions
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#trusttheuniverse
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#victoriaventurella
#relationshipwithself #communication #transcendence
#futureself #infinitepossibilities
#existentialpsychotherapy
Victoria Venturella, MA, Existential Phenomenological Psychotherapist
© Victoria Venturella, Existential Dialogues, The Existentialist
It doesn’t feel good to feel your heart hurting.
You give yourself to the universe knowing your heart will be broken over and over again. To experience the full breadth of love.
Even dogs leave us too soon.
A life without letting yourself feel fully doesn’t feel any better.
If you proceed into whatever will be without holding back, you may experience something that it is significantly different than the rest.
Where the potency of its knowing, seeing, hearing, being with, enlivens you.
The power of the future not yet.
What if the best experiences of your life are still not yet lived?
It might hit you one day. Out of nowhere.
You are in the living room tying your shoes.
You hear them coming closer, their bare feet across the cherry wood hall.
Dancing in silence, as if your favorite song was on, their scent lingers.
Enamored, in awe, you acknowledge this is the human you built this all with.
People arrive and you have no idea when they will be here.
What are you waiting for?
Go on, lean in.
Why are you saving to feel this later?
You may outlive your dog but what if you never felt that much love?
It is better to have felt the full breadth of love then to protect yourself from feeling heart break?
There will always be tragedy in life. Live your life vibrantly.
Knowing what it feels like to love something this much, mirrors the beauty in living.
How could you experience the fullness of what love has to offer if you only bring a part of you in?
What does going all in look like for you?
What are you afraid of happening if you let yourself love them fully?
How long do we teeter on the edge of something that offers us much more?
If you believe the mystery ahead is special, it will be.
#mindset
#whatyoutellyourselfmatters
#letyourselflovefully
#livividly
© Victoria Venturella, Existential Dialogues, The Existentialist
#liveloudly
#youmustfullyparticipate
#love
#dreambigger
#beseen
#beheard
#feellove
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#loveyourself
#yourarepowerful
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#youchoose
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#compassion
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#futureself #infinitepossibilities
#existentialpsychotherapy
Victoria Venturella, MA, Existential Phenomenological Psychotherapist, LMHCA
As you walk along the sidewalk your feet cannot merge with the earth. The leaves in trees will forever blow beside you. As long as you are living the sky will exist above you. My hand against yours will forever be smaller and no matter how hard we press upon each other we will never completely merge. You can spin me out into the floor of life, letting go while still feeling my presence. We dance alone while still dancing together. Magnetically we coalesce cultivating our rhythmic promenade. Spiraling outwards into all the coordinates of this floor and then meeting again in the middle. We languish. We are forever foreign no matter how familiar. We enunciate where we are while we occupy the same space. To move together we must speak each other’s language. As we evolve individually new words will need to be translated to express the full scope of where we now find ourselves. To dance on the same floor, we must remain innovative. We will need to find new moves to grow together.
We choose to dance on the same floor for the rest of our lives within the world of floors. One day one of us will stop dancing. The floor will never reflect absence into our eyes quite like this day. Where the music streams together scenes of our shared moments, you imagine leaning me backwards. We both feel weightless. I am a memory within the permanence of our separation. Forever in your arms, forever separate.
As you whisper silence softly into my ear, embers flutter all around us from the burning fire of adventure we both loudly ruminate on. While we travel, we still dance. Alone I travel at the edge of the world along the tracks of this sacred solitude. I lean my head against this leather seat watching the trees merge from constant motion. Lifting my cheek from the seat I draw my attention inward staring at the empty seat before me. Imagination begins to paint you into where I am. Your eyes smiling at me, you tap my foot with yours. As you look out the window with me, your laughter echoes through my mind, and I am here. Where I am. Becoming aware of the time, I am no longer somewhere else. The mountain side takes the shape of our windows. You are not home. I listen to the bird singing outside, and I accept that what will be, will be. Separation does not inherently mean permanence. Your absence does not sadden me. Even if I sat along the floor weeping in the reflection of your Truest absence, I would still dance once I stood up. Often in your honor. I will not always have something to hold on to, I may be twirling solo infinitely through the center of the floor. I can exist without you, enjoy the world I live in, and still await your presence. Wherever we are, we are. It is possible for two people to be together without belonging to one another. Where they have a sacred relationship that takes on its own form. No one is obligated to stay, to be the others Other. The choice to be together is always on the table.
Cherish the experience you have in world with all things. Even a separation of impermanence could unintentionally be permanent. Life has its way of casting tragedy upon us and giving us new gardens to eat from. In the absence of the Other you may see how much their presence means to you. Even if when they are present you know this, in their absence it becomes clearer.
You are a being-in-the-world. You live in a fundamental separateness from everything that exists beyond you, while you can never separate yourself completely from the world while you are living. No exposure, no disclosure, no nakedness, no corporeal friction will ever dissolve our asymmetrical nature. We will forever live-in relation to The Other.
© Victoria Venturella, Existential Dialogues, The Existentialist
