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TheorenFleury Saved Me!

theoron

Namaste! Gootenmorgen! Sussreekall! Salam! Merhaba! Bonjour! Howdy ho, Beautiful Ones. Energy and light to you! Thank you for being here! *beam*

Okay…
I need to tell you about something, and I believe it is important. Its not particularly riveting or earthshattering….but it is MY experience and that is really all. My, well…my writing experience.
I’ve written ever since I could hold a pen. Drawn. Drawn on Barbies, drawn on walls, drawn on runners. Written poems and nonsense that mapped my experiences and lots+lots+lots of love letters. LOL!
Eventually becoming a lyricist was inevitable, I suppose. A charmed creative life. I concur.
Embarking on trying to consisely compartmentalize my life’s story is insurmountable, at times, because of all the writing. Yepp. The HANDwriting.
It gets stupid. And the details are, for me, everything.
And there are a lot of details I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT. AT ALL. LIKE, NOT WHILE MY PARENTS ARE ALIVE. NOT EVEN WHILE I AM ALIVE. ACK!!! SHY! SHAME! FEAR! SUCK! WAH! HAND-WRINGING! ICKY FEELINGS! SAD! CRY! MAD! YUK! ..you get the picture. Daunting stressful efforts in many areas of my most sensitive writing, lately. :P
It is bringing up A LOT of stuff. I have a memory like an elephant! (Hellllooooowww??? Why can’t I be one of those who “blocks” shit out, yo??)
Sheesh! (Pranayama, please.)

And that is proving to eclipse the things I LOVE writing about: The color of the breeze. The scent of a car door. Name it. Isolating and emotionally exhausting a lot of the time (the REST of the time, on my tour hiatus, is spent in my domestic scene filled with recent drama, fresh revelation, and of course Nicklas!) So I take small breaks from my writing to, well, read.
I read A LOT. I am a bookworm. I love books and I love touchin em and flippin pages and the tactile sensory joy stirs me on a daily basis.
I’m drunk on words. Intoxicated. And I have and love to start new books.

Enter Theo.
You know, Theoren Fleury, the hockey champion (olympic Gold Medalist, Stanley Cup Champ, NHLsuperhero) wrote a book. And, like my own dark story, he had secrets to tell.
And that HAD to be hard. And I can not even fucking imagine. This man is astounding! Not only is he an accomplished athlete, and an example of beautiful self-discipline, but a resiliant and strong human being with more heart than almost anyone. His intimate honesty and integrity is a beacon of light and his bravery is helping me immensely!!! Though I have only just begun to explore his writing, I wanted to tell you to pick up his book and uncover, for yourselves, the inspiration it will bring to you.
Like me, Theoren is a survivor of the perils of living with sexual abuse and the lifetime of challenges and issues that results. He is very brave. Mas bravo que un lion! Rrrrrrooooar!!!
And one of my personal heros.
His book is called “Playing With Fire” and it is available on his website:



www.theofleury14.com

I encourage you to investigate and explore his website! He will inspire you and give you hope as he has given me.
I hope I can be as brave as he. I look up to him.
He is a champion. A SIksika Blackfoot Warrior. A husband. A father. A very human Human. A Legend. And, currently, MY coach, whether he would want to be or not! LOL! He is encouraging me to push myself.
Maybe writing is like stick handling? Here’s hoping I can learn to shoot a puck straight.
I am wishing each of you the bliss and love from The Universe and may all of us continue to discover true inspiration continuously to push us further in pursuit of The Path we are on.
Life’s pretty fucking cool, aint it? Om Nama Shivaya.
From my heart to where you are-Namaste!
Pure Love Energy,

Biffy
Xoxo

P.s. The picture is from my kitchen where I hang and display a lot of my dieties and Theo is up there with Sai Baba of Shirdi, Ganesha, Krishna, and The Teletubbies. Booyah!!!!!! HornnnnnnS!!!!! Xo

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