I stayed in the mountains spent some time by myself to read and write and relax silence scared me or so I thought pushing back the noise of every day life to embrace to silence of a still room made me uncomfortable at first I finished a few books and scribbled down a couple of poems I found my creativity in the silence I cannot recall the last time a single word didn’t come out of my mouth for a whole day by the end I realized how much I embraced the silence of being by myself without feeling lonely
the height of spooky season
the halloween candy is all gone the shelves are bare the last minute shoppers kick themselves for not buying in it sooner the holiday section will be christmas themed by tomorrow tonight kids and teenagers roam the neighborhood streets in-search of king-sized candy wearing costumes many adults do not understand for the children television references have evolved since the last time they had small children in their lives a sign time is moving forward as the chill of mid-fall falls on the evening, soon the clocks will change once more making it dark even earlier than before though all of the halloween candy will be gone by then consumed by the children quicker than the parents would have liked
dentist ptsd
I ground myself in the chair pushing the thoughts out of my mind as best I can knowing they’re forever ingrained in my body I shake I cry communication makes me feel safe communication makes me laugh I don’t always have to live in the past the present can be a little joyful mostly bearable a necessary part of being human taking care of my body knowing the process will be uncomfortable.
Moon in Full
October’s chill hits my skin. I step out into the night, my barefoot on the cold wood. Moon so crystal clear, so pretty, so bright. I gasp at the sight of the shine. How clearly I can make out its craters. It reminds me of the midday sun. I try to snap a photo but my phone lense cannot do this view justice.
autumnal equinox
the crisp clung in the midwest air as the wind blew slightly cool. autumn arrived over night, driving from one state to another, the change in weather marked the beginning of fall layers. the clouds moved in and by night, rain was covering the road. red wine and dancing was mixed with cozy blankets and short conversations with people I hadn't seen in three years, before life as we had known it changed. what brings us together on chilly autumn nights, a celebration of love, appreciating those who I have known the longest.
weekend views
classic cold
I am calm in my body I listen to my body I stay low I stay quiet I drink a lot of tea I do not drink caffeine I take a lot of honey I nap I read my book I nap some more I sneeze I cough I sneeze again I cough again I take a Covid test I do not have Covid I feel a change in my body I feel my nose is stuffy I notice my voice is raspy I do not like talking I breathe I meditate I stay quiet I wear a mask in public I hydrate I hydrate I hydrate I nap I drink more tea I take DayQuil I take NyQuil I take another Covid test I do not have Covid I have a classic cold I sneeze I cough I am slowly recovering
misty rain on saturday
When you enter a place of stillness, you awaken the divinity within you.
Peggy Sealfon
hiding from the chill of early september under the pile of blankets in my bed fuzzy socks on my cold feet I reread a book I first read in college misty rain on saturday cozy day inside my body is still my mind is full
Read my piece On Turning 29
self-love
a short poem to remind you everything will be okay. find beauty in little things, be present in the moment you're in. learning self-love takes time, be patient with yourself today.
thoughts of now
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
Sylvia Plath
smell of fresh rain sound of fans turning late afternoon naps sweaters and tea first thing in the morning dogs going crazy all the time drives with scenic views hips hurting from standing one conversation on repeat different shades of the same color people who don't think people who overthink memoir about a child star rereading fiction repeating affirmations oil calming my anxiety vibrant green leaves have faded on the tree outside my window
Kelly Severseike 