embracing the moment I am in, appreciating the day for what it is, leaving my phone in another room, keeping it out of my reach, breathing through the scary feelings my anxiety reminds me to worry, it takes a lot of work and self- awareness to live in the present, to read a book withoutContinue reading “How to be Present”
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Seasons of April
The month begins with beautiful weather. Sunshine for days and a warm breeze that’s welcoming after the cold months. A dramatic turn is taken with the arrival of a winter storm. Spring receives winter storm warnings. Snow falls to the earth, sometimes like rain, melting as soon as it hits the warm sidewalk. Other times,Continue reading “Seasons of April”
Unexpected Stop
I was driving down a side road, surrounded by pine trees. For some reason, this road reminded me of girl scout camp when I was younger. It must have been all of the pine trees and the way the sun hit my eyes behind my sunglasses. I was a mile down the road, surrounded byContinue reading “Unexpected Stop”
Mikey’s Wild Night
Mikey was so obsessed with going outside that he snuck out into the night when the door was cracked and no one was watching. Poor little old guy got stuck outside, pacing back and forth in the newly fallen snow on the porch. His meows woke up the sleeping dog upstairs but the dog didn’tContinue reading “Mikey’s Wild Night”
hope
Last year at this time, uncertainty lingered heavy. There were too many unknowns, with people getting sick and many dying, no one knew what was going on. Wearing masks was a figment of an idea, nowhere near mandatory, people were stuck in their homes, too stressed to pick up their dog’s poop on their walks,Continue reading “hope”
This Too Shall Pass – Poem & Short Film
I have held on tightly to little things during this time. Walking my dog then watching him roll around in the grass right before we go inside. Finding my cats soaking up the sunshine in the mornings. Reading when my mind will allow me to focus on the words written on the page. Writing myContinue reading “This Too Shall Pass – Poem & Short Film”
Seeing the Light
Double vision is no longer interrupting my days. I can stay up until 1am without my reality splitting apart. I can wake up without objects in my room hovering over each other. People no longer have four eyes when I look at them! I do have a little double on the outer edges of myContinue reading “Seeing the Light”
Comfort
I find comfort in writing. It used to be the opposite. I used to be scared to write things down. Because writing things down makes them real. But now I have found there’s a comfort in placing my thoughts down on the page instead of having them consume my brain. If I can let goContinue reading “Comfort”
Simmering Frustration with Compassion
I’m walking down a trail, the concrete is hard beneath my feet. I feel my legs moving me forward. I cross back and forth from the sidewalk to grass, grass to sidewalk, sidewalk back to grass, then back to the sidewalk, when I pass by people. I’ve realized most walk in clusters, uncertain of whatContinue reading “Simmering Frustration with Compassion”
Power
Poetry that flows like water so natural as though it was always meant to be.I wrote this when listeningto a poet release a poem into the universe.They were speaking with ease and graceyet the power of their words spoke high volumes to those of us who listened.Their poem held truths about lifethat allowed the soul toContinue reading “Power”
Kelly Severseike 