I've always loved to say that word. It's not the kind of word that easily slips off the tip of your tongue. It takes an ever so slight bit of effort to move your lips into the perfect position to give it the right sound.
Try saying it out loud.... Nice, huh? It's a word that turns up the corners of my mouth. It's delightful and it reminds me of my beautiful, womanly curves that no matter how large or small my figure is at any given moment, I am always pleased when I see that one part of my body. Especially when I can adjust it with a little lean forward and shake, or double sided carpet tape or any other device or maneuver that can help me to achieve that perfect addition to the plunging neckline of a sexy dress or gown.
A Diamond Cleavage however, is not that kind of cleavage.
Growing up as a young girl, I always thought of a diamond when I thought of a wedding ring. It was something that would be given to me when I married that wonderful man that would naturally come along and sweep me off my feet. He would kneel down and the birds would sing and the heavens would open up and there in his hand would be the long awaited symbol of eternity, waiting for me in a soft velvet box.
The tear drops of the Gods, Purity, a symbol of strength. "Diamonds are a Girls Best Friend" as the song goes.
It seemed so safe and so certain to believe in something so beautiful and so real. Natural beauty from deep below the surface of the earth. How could anything be more perfect. We've all had that dream at some point in our lives, haven't we?
What does all this have to do with a Cleavage, you might be asking?
Well inside every perfect Diamond, there is a perfect cleavage, a Diamond Cleavage. Four different lines of weakness where a diamond can be easily separated into pieces. A diamond will not shatter but it will neatly come apart along these lines. A person cutting a diamond will look for the cleavage and cut along the lines to give the diamond the shape that the world has come to know and love
I feel like I'm living the life of a Diamond Cleavage. I've experienced the adversity of the Carbon. The intense heat, pressure and the unpleasant conditions that I have endured in my life (so far) have produced who I am today, a Diamond in the Rough. When the Diamond Cutter comes along, he strikes the Diamond at every Cleavage, every weak plane causing parts of the diamond to fall apart. Just when I think there is nothing left to take, the Diamond Cutter comes and has another whack. Off slides another piece of my Diamond.
If I think of my existence in this way, I can't help but wonder what will become of my life, my Diamond. It gives me hope to know what becomes of a Diamond in the Rough.
When the Diamond Cutter is finished, what is left is the core. The strongest, most beautiful, and radiant of objects to behold. Resistant of impurities, incredible strength throughout the lattice bonds of its fiber. It's weakness, it's cleavage, is not a weakness anymore. It's the cleavage that gives a Diamond that unique,brilliant appearance that we have all come to love.
My blog is about my Diamond Cleavage. My adversities are my history. Each piece that is chipped away is a story. I look forward to seeing the form that my Diamond takes because it is mine and to me, my life, is truly a gem in the making.
I'm not a blogger. This is my first time sharing any of my personal thoughts and stories in a format where others can read them. I'm just going to let it spill and see where it goes. Pure candid honesty really shouldn't be harnessed with agenda anyway, right? Happy reading!
Warmly,
Jay
I feel like I'm living the life of a Diamond Cleavage. I've experienced the adversity of the Carbon. The intense heat, pressure and the unpleasant conditions that I have endured in my life (so far) have produced who I am today, a Diamond in the Rough. When the Diamond Cutter comes along, he strikes the Diamond at every Cleavage, every weak plane causing parts of the diamond to fall apart. Just when I think there is nothing left to take, the Diamond Cutter comes and has another whack. Off slides another piece of my Diamond.
If I think of my existence in this way, I can't help but wonder what will become of my life, my Diamond. It gives me hope to know what becomes of a Diamond in the Rough.
When the Diamond Cutter is finished, what is left is the core. The strongest, most beautiful, and radiant of objects to behold. Resistant of impurities, incredible strength throughout the lattice bonds of its fiber. It's weakness, it's cleavage, is not a weakness anymore. It's the cleavage that gives a Diamond that unique,brilliant appearance that we have all come to love.
My blog is about my Diamond Cleavage. My adversities are my history. Each piece that is chipped away is a story. I look forward to seeing the form that my Diamond takes because it is mine and to me, my life, is truly a gem in the making.
I'm not a blogger. This is my first time sharing any of my personal thoughts and stories in a format where others can read them. I'm just going to let it spill and see where it goes. Pure candid honesty really shouldn't be harnessed with agenda anyway, right? Happy reading!
Warmly,
Jay
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