Thoughts in my head, feeling in my heart and other vulnerabilities. A work in progress…
Place of Peace
I inhale the nature that surrounds me and exhale gratitude.
The path in front of me slowly transitions past rolling hills and lakes then makes a sharp incline.
My mind is at ease and my breathing is labored.
Sweat forms on my brow and beads on my neck.
I feel wild. I feel free. Weightless.
Away from the screen and mindless stimulation is this place of peace.
The steep climb levels off to a field of wildflowers.
Out here- This is where life happens.
Immerse yourself here and be grateful.
MFR 2022
Love is a lesson
You were my obsession. The first time my heart stopped. All-consuming in every way. I learned from you how two bodies could be entwined and feel as though they were one soul. No one else mattered. I learned from you the harsh realities of love-that someone who loves you deeply, especially someone who loves you deeply, can betray your trust and leave you feeling in despair. You taught me that there is life after first love.
You were adrenaline. I was never comfortable. You taught me that I couldn’t be in something my heart wasn’t in. I wasn’t in, but I still got butterflies every time I saw you. I learned that butterflies weren’t love.
You were adventure and sparked that inside of me. I was inspired by all the crazy things you had done in this world. A drifter who never settled down. You showed me how lonely the adventurous life could be.
From the outside we looked like we had nothing in common. You taught me to look inside someone and see them there. You were a sweet soul. I couldn’t live in Neverland forever.
You were strong and stable. You were the best man I’d ever known. You taught me what true love really feels like. You were comfortable and kind, exciting and fun. For you, I will always be grateful.
You were intrigue. Just butterflies again. But then I learned the depths within you. You weren’t what I expected. You taught me growth. Accountability. You saw my flaws. You didn’t think I was perfect. You were reality.
MFR 2022
The moon was orange and bright. He said he had never seen so many shooting stars before.
She told him to wish upon one of those stars, knowing full well what he would likely wish for. She prayed that it might come true someday.
Sit Quiet
Hear the Dew form and fall.
Be grateful.
Watch the mist rise over and across the bridge.
Be still.
Touch the waxy green leaves as they wither to yellow.
Be present.
Smell the damp cool earth.
Be honest
MFR 2021