How to put back together The shards too sharp to handle. To soften the scars. Until the broken works in a new way. How too to bring back together The tears that are unseen Catch the wind as it shreds Everything apart once more. How to remember not to hurt. The freedom of breathing with… Continue reading Heal
Drop it. The things that are carrying me. Drop it. That thing that separates me from the ground. Drop it. That fear I am afraid to give up. Drop it. The mountains I put in front of myself. Drop it. The burden of comparison. Pick up Lightness Grounding Courage Perseverance Confidence.
A word there. A thought here. A phrase. A turn. Sometimes, they come together Sometimes, they scatter like pebbles thrown in a pond, Leaving only ripples of memory With my fingers sifting through and trying to gather thoughts Like cupped water. And who can read water?
The wound on my right knee still seeps. A small trickle, but it reawakens the pain every time a new drop leaves. I walk on. The pack is heavy. Filled with all the things I think I will need when I get there. When I get there. There is a blister on my left heel.… Continue reading Journey
I pulled. She did not move. I pushed. She stayed still. I shook her. Called. Cajoled. Enticed. Anything to awaken her. Exhausted myself trying. And in my dreams she arrived. When I walked away, she followed. When I was silent, I heard her whisper. And so I let her be her. Image Source "Sleeping Muse"… Continue reading Awaken
I fell off my own writing wagon, but am picking it back up for Advent and participating in the worldwide Advent Calendar with a daily writing based on the theme and meditation for the day. Write along with me.
After the guards had released Barabbas, they turned and grabbed the two the prisoners nearest them, dragging them to their feet and out the door. They avoided the crowd, who screamed all along, just a street away. When they reached the place of the skull, the sun had fully risen and begun its hot arc… Continue reading The Taunt