There is a space between the life you live and the life you dream will be where you are forced to slow down and wait, reflect, and learn. It is the place where you find yourself simultaneously hoping, fearing, and trusting both yourself and everyone around you. It is that space where you have to learn to trust yourself. And you have to learn to trust others, trust the journey you are on, even when the hills, valleys, and switchbacks make you feel exhausted and overwhelmed. You’re in that momentary space for a reason.
Tag: Poetry
Wildflowers
I’ve been thinking about wildflowers a lot lately. As I’ve been going on long walks around Bloomington, I’ve found more and more places where wildflowers are blooming. They change a little throughout the seasons, but they are still there. And, as I walk, I find them in the ugliest of places – forgotten corners of…
The Letter Exchange
There was a long, persistent lonely feelingIt wasn’t something she truly understoodBut it wasn’t exactly foreign, eitherIt was the culmination of a million momentsWhere it didn’t matter if she was around peopleOr if she knew she had something to anticipateShe still felt truly lonely. There was a soft, gentle, lovely feelingGrowing with each passing dayA…
Bottled Up
She wasn’t the kind of person who broke easilyShe wasn’t the kind of person who showed her heartShe’d been too open and had learned to wall off the world She kept herself safe by keeping herself just outsideOutside the people who could hurt herand outside the risks that might grow her – or destroy her…
Raging Skies
Nothing was safe when the storms clouds broke openNothing was secure when the winds started to blowNothing was dry when the torrents began to fallNothing was left in the wake of raging skies Inside her soul the storm raged fierceBattling for what was good and true and rightShe hid in the cellar of her broken…
Begin Again
Staying in the same place would have been easier.Less risk. Less fear. Less unknown. Less expectations.Staying in the same place would have been debilitating.More of the same. More complacency. More disquiet in the soul.Staying in the same place would have been expected.Not rocking the boat. Not changing the path. Not upending the journey.Staying in the…
Supposed to Be
April 16: Supposed to Be She was everything she was supposed to beQuiet and ordinary, go with the flow, don’t rock the boatShe was everything she was supposed to beIt was her chance and so hid herself behind a cheerful guiseShe was everything she was supposed to beThe truth of who she was pushed down…
