Just look at the trees,
look at their willingness to
embrace change,
let go of what they no longer need
and try again later,
when the Earth warms again in spring.
How easily they can let go
is how I, too, need to let go.
Tag: try again
wonder often
Wander far and
wonder often.
Soar above and through the boundaries
separating you
from the other side
where you want to be,
where you are meant to be,
where you will find
the path leading through the winding
trees and valleys
of your soul, to your heart
and until you find it
wonder often
and wander far
through and through.
may we find humility
It looks barren, stripped, hard,
exposed,
the world outside living in autumn.
Leaves have left the trees
green evaporating from the grass
warmth rescinding from the ground.
I feel you, world,
but join me in embracing this change,
the nakedness, the exposure,
for if we find ourselves stripped bare
and left for everyone to see and judge
may we find power
may we find humility
may we find courage
to trudge on, and on,
paving the path for transformation to happen around us,
too.
cloaked deceptions
To daydream of change
yet cower at the face of
real-time opportunity for such
casts a spotlight on the answer
you knew all along.
You cannot fool the heart
when its true desires are known.
Rather, cast doubt upon
the mind’s meanderings
for that is where
the cloaked deceptions reside.
We are all
Let go of the self-deprecating beliefs
that make you feel inadequate,
small or unworthy.
They do not speak the truth.
Why place people on a pedestal
when you’re unwilling
to place yourself on one, too?
We are all the same.
We are all learning
and growing
and we can do that together.
Please Try Again
It starts at the pelvis.
A pre-battle cry
heard so often, so often before.
My body instinctively crouches down
with rain clouds building behind my eyes,
a cold wind at their heels.
Painful numbness
settling in, setting up camp
to offer reassurance that it’s there,
still there.
Waking me up from sleep so deep,
jolting me back to Earth from a daydream,
twisting and turning my innards from behind,
singing a song
“Remember, remember,
dandelions, shooting stars and wishes
have failed you.
There is no one here with you,
you’ll have to try again.”
The message rings out loud and clear:
Please Try Again.
Dawning Words 