I just attended the funeral service for a 21 year old boy. He was the son of a client, and also an occasional client himself. He died a week ago in a tragic diving accident. He was an athlete, a tennis player, and an incredibly bright light. He shone more brightly in his 21 years …
this is my limit picking up and letting go watch me walk away
you reveal to me things about myself which are staggeringly true.
a gentle sigh, an allowance, releasing that which has held a clutching grip for longer than i can possibly fathom– the simplicity of breathing in and out, finding my breath in full– allowing the grief that i didn’t know existed to flow gently down my cheeks– making tracks through the garden dust and grime. …
i remembered you yesterday the boy with a smile he couldn’t hide– the childish innocence running through the lines of your face. like uncovering an old box of records, full of songs you’d forgotten existed– but to which you know all the words. i remembered falling softly with you– into arms that seemed they’d never …
my heart hurts sometimes acknowledging growth is not without discomfort
I’ve closed my heart before locked it tightly– buried the key beneath layers of shoulds and coulds and woulds I’ve watched myself walk away treading carefully, moving backwards longing for an explanation some semblance of the truth I’ve understood the sting of rejection– internalized its pointy edges, embracing their lessons along with the …
You are infinite. You offer the universe What no one else can.
your hands possess a
knowledge your mind cannot touch
blanketing my fear
You, who will drop everything for a friend, or even an acquaintance– set aside your plans or desires without even the slightest look back– or thought for SELF. She has taught you a very lopsided version of boundaries– barriers perhaps is a better word– walls which are programmed to spring into action when the …
the edges of myself 