A (not so) gentle nudge
Yes my love,
life is slipping through your fingers.
Loosen your grip now,
you can’t drink from a clenched fist.
How to dive backwards
You can do this,
sight unseen
roundabout -
your fingers know
trust them,
they hold your fear and your promise.
Conversations with pain
Pain is a messenger, listen
but beware of the
more this, less that kind -
Restoration
Sometimes it only takes a moment
to change everything and nothing.
All that is needed is your noticing.
What to remember at bedtime
What if I told you rest was the real work?
That when you sleep, you take flight
like a night bird navigating by moonlight
through all that ever was and ever will be.
What to remember on waking
When you wake with a tired heart
know that the world needs this too,
it longs for your joy and your sorrow.
Holding me holding you
‘Hold me, drink’
But what's it like -
to hold everything and nothing at all?
To know as you empty, the world rushes in?
Lost and Found
I’m not sure when it happened
when I stopped being her
and became me,
full of self-doubt and confusion.
On the Verge
In that sacred moment
between the healing reprieve of darkness
and coming into being –
When Fear Comes
When fear comes promising security
wearing masks of envy and blame,
listen for love’s quiet truth in uncertainty.
The Space Between Stories
Lay down your questions, drop your bow.
Yield to nothing, if you dare.
The space between stories is yours to know.
Waiting Room
She wondered as she waited,
what she would do if she wasn't afraid-
would she whisper, why not me and mean it?