So, the week, again got ahead of me and I didn’t get a new post written. So, I went back to look at what I was doing this time last year. It would seem I’m perpetually behind. But at least I’m consistent? Please enjoy a little self-love talk, in this, the final week of Februrary.
(original post 2-24-2022)
I had planned a vibrant book review. But some weeks the flow of energy is a low and staggered and we have to return to center ourselves. This week, it’s all about finding my solid ground again, being my own safe space, and casting away the self doubt that has saturated my soul.
How often are we paralyzed by the expectations we put on ourselves? By what we want to be for others, or because of others. How often are we overcome with despair when we fail to meet those expectations, to garner that acceptance, to find that love?
Here is what I know to be true–
Yours is the only heart you will have for your whole life time. From its very first beat. Until its last.
Lovers, spouses, friends, parents, even children will come and go in your life, in the natural waxing and waning of time and experience. But your heart, your soul, your presence is the only one you get to spend the entire journey with. So take care of your vessel…from the engine, to the machinery, the fuel and the fire. Take care of you. Love you. Believe in you.
And now, this.
Becoming Was there ever such a silence as this? sun warmed skin and the echo of small chirping voices amongst the barking magpie and reverberation of holy time etched into the sides of mountains silent, pine needle prayer I’ve been a complacent wanderer following the strongest flow eyes on wayward trails branching never forward, exactly but they tempt places I yearn to wander and it feels like losing my ground or finding it. It’s in the din of life the marked and constant boxes that we lose our true course give away our feet on earth and forget silent places to find ourselves. I miss these mountains and cultivating space between what I dreamed of becoming and what I’ve become. What have I become?
2 thoughts on “Poetry 2-23-23”
because i am i cry
and ask God
why me this way?
why can i not accept
that this is me
here comes another tear!
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You have described my special place exactly!
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