To experience
solitude
movement
service
purpose
expression
science
art
practicality
imagination
connection
vulnerability
love
belonging
authenticity
all in one day
is magic.
I live my life through the words I write
To experience
solitude
movement
service
purpose
expression
science
art
practicality
imagination
connection
vulnerability
love
belonging
authenticity
all in one day
is magic.
Clouds drape over each other
across the sky above,
a soft barrier between the sun and the earth.
Gifting the sun a chance
to be alone with herself
in private
permission to take a restful day.
Her rays permeate the clouds still
without needing to show her full self.
Gifting the earth a chance
to reacquaint with the coolness of coming fall,
embracing the act of letting go
and slowing down, slowly.
Gifting the earth and her inhabitants
opportunities to re-calibrate with the energy shift
and look ahead to changes still awaiting.
Breathe deep, slow breaths
of the cool, soft air
beneath the gray and fluffy blanket
draped over and around us.
I trust
that right now
my body and mind need rest.
I trust
that my body and mind
are recuperating, in alignment with their needs.
I trust
that feeling good, feeling happy,
tells me my body and mind
are receiving what they need
and that it’s OK for me to feel good right now.
I trust
that I do not need to stay in the misery
to justify or exemplify
the pain residing still in my body
for it may never leave.
I trust
that I am right where I need to be.
I trust
that my body and mind will tell me
in their own way
when they are ready, again.
Standing in a river
waist-deep
feel the energy required
in your deepest muscles
to fight against the current
to stay still
where you are.
The river, the water, the current,
your life,
wants to sweep you away
in flow
but you resist.
Feel the energy required
to resist the flow of life.
You want to stay, here, or there,
but wouldn’t it be easier
to relax your muscles
lift your feet from the riverbed
and submit to the current?
Parts of the forest
can be seen and appreciated only
from the river’s view.
Relinquish control
release the past
and let the water carry you.
I don’t know what’s next
or when
all I know
is that where I am
is good for now.
For the part of my brain
that thrives on planning
having no concrete plan
leaves me wondering what to do
like putting one foot in front of the other
in a pitch black room
I have never been in before
earnestly reaching out for anything
any clue of place or floorplan
taking the wrong step
feels scarier
than taking no step at all.
Eventually
my eyes will adjust to the darkness
if only slightly.
I need to keep moving
somehow.
Small, cautious steps
are better than none –
I whisper to myself
over and over.
Rewiring my brain
thought by thought
step by step.
Trust that life is unfolding
before you
according to a plan
even though
you do not know what the plan is.
Trust that the universe
supports you
and is supporting you
even in ways you cannot see.
Trust that things happen for a reason.
Some will forever lay
beyond your control
and maybe that’s for the best.
Reading passages
over and over
but not like last time
with that other book
this time
I read the passages
over and over
for the comfort they offer
and sensations they generate
within my body
reminding me
to be vulnerable
to release through art
to create
to let go of perfectionism
to just be
with the people who know me
and even those who don’t
like she did
with the guy who wanted to know her
who didn’t run away
waited for her
until she was tired of hiding
and bared all to him
and they promised
to help each other
no matter how broken
they both feel
because no one is broken.
– Inspired by the book “The Words We Keep” by Erin Stewart
This pink
this lilac
this white
this greenery
are all that remains
from the voluminous bouquet
brought home
over two weeks ago
on a day we laid bare to
trust
possibility
vulnerability
love
hope.
This fractioned bouquet endures
and so will we.
You look the same
you sound the same
you act the same
so much remains familiar
and yet
so much has changed.