In the throes of my anxiety, The depths of my people pleasing, The canyon-like width of my “What-if’s;” In the thread that holds them all together, making me desperate to know others’ thoughts toward me, I’ve been taught to say, “Who cares?” And keep moving forward. But this dismissive attitude has never sat well with [...]
Tag: poetry
portrait of a life: free
The presence of a life is a complex and multi-faceted thing, so full of tiny moving pieces that come together in a masterpiece, a story, a portrait. In the daily, we see only one piece at a time and wonder, “What makes a life spectacular or miraculous or valuable?” How could mine ever be? Where [...]
portrait of a life: warm
A reading chair bathed in sunlight served as my lunchtime perch today. Sitting at the end of the sun’s generous rays, I felt more than just warm. I felt thawed out. I felt relief. I sat cross-legged and visited with a friend, wanting to never get up. I could imagine myself scooting down lower and [...]