Recognize what’s yours to carry
and what you can leave behind.
You cannot carry it all,
so let go of the excess.
You are worthy, you are enough,
with carrying only what you need.
Leave the rest.
know stillness and silence
Grow comfortable in uncertainty
where change infiltrates the air
the future holds infinite possibilities
and you’re standing in the middle.
You don’t need to have it all figured out.
You don’t always need to be moving towards something.
Stillness and silence are beautiful
and necessary.
Get to know them,
so you can understand
you don’t have to be afraid of them.
desire for new music
Narratives cycling over and over in my head
like records on repeat
continue playing in the background
despite attempts to press stop,
pull the power cord from the wall,
destroy the battery.
The songs keep playing.
My attempts to play a new song, or songs,
of a different genre
are acknowledged, briefly,
but cast aside in preference of the old and familiar.
Why do I do this? How?
I devote my being to this cause,
to make it through one, two, even four songs at a time,
slowly rewiring,
building comfort with new genres,
new artists.
It will take a long time
to sever and rebuild,
but I can see a light shining
on the new music, waiting to be wired into me,
and it’s beautiful.
carry it together
You describe a weight
hanging from your body,
and your desire for it to release, and lift.
I see the weight you carry.
I carry part of it with my own arms
whether you see me brace my body under it
or not.
I, too, yearn to see it release and lift.
Until it does, we will carry it together.
chaotic bingo hall
Uncertainty
riddles my logical, planning mind
as though I were in a bingo hall
watching the balls fly about
in the plastic container beside the person with the microphone.
Who knows which one will come out next?
One can only hope for what they need.
Flying around in the transparent container
I see chaos, I feel chaos.
Endless possibilities with unlimited sequences.
All I can do is wait,
marker poised,
to hear the next step blare through the sound system.
First, acknowledge it
First, acknowledge it.
Say it out loud to yourself.
Then, choose your next steps.
showered by the wind
Showered by the wind
fresh, new air washes over every inch
of my indoor acclimated skin,
blowing away residue of emotions, thoughts,
clinging to me still.
Walking into and with,
I feel the power of the wind
penetrate deeper than skin,
marveling at the strength to accomplish this,
a force I cannot see.
I feel renewed,
wiped clean as a slate to start again.
not worth the compromise
Surf along the rolling tides
there’s no use trying to swim against the current
the only person you’ll end up hurting
is yourself
and when you depend on you, like you do,
it’s not worth the compromise.
this time will be different
Time and time again
I’m knocked down to my knees
by an event of immense magnitude
because all the smaller signs along the way,
I’ve missed.
Tragedy, sickness, death,
these are what it takes for me to stop,
re-evaluate my priorities,
make space to enjoy this gift of a life
I’ve been blessed to receive.
Maybe this time will be different.
Maybe this time I will carry forward
the gratitude, the presence,
the love I have found again.
I need this time to be different,
and will make it so.
breath, stay close to me
My breath is here to support me,
staying close at hand,
a gentle friend to call upon
in times of need.
I have needed her
in the late night and early morning hours
yesterday, today, to guide me
away from anxiety,
back into reality.
Please, breath, stay close to me.
I need you now,
and always.
Dawning Words 