I have found comfort in my breath. Inhaling and exhaling are often done without thought. The body knows how to breathe without the mind getting involved. But there is something about getting my mind involved with my breathing that has helped calm my thoughts and body. Learning how to belly breathe can change the body’s way ofContinue reading “The Power of Mindful Breathing”
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Saturday Drive
I go on a drive looking for my old self.I listen to old music and sing along. Dixie Chicks and Bob Dylan,Songs from my childhood that have bled into my young adult years.The leaves have barely changedAs the season of summer is about to leave for the year.Saturday, 79 degrees, and endless blue skiesGuide myContinue reading “Saturday Drive”
No Fireworks in September
A single sound shoots through the summer night. It’s loud and fast and gone before I can comprehend what is happening. There are no rippling sounds that fade into the darkness. No colors flying across the sky. No screams for help. As I’m writing this on a Sunday afternoon, I’ve only heard this sound twice,Continue reading “No Fireworks in September”
One Year with Abnormally Puffy Eyes
I was in a McDonald’s bathroom somewhere in Iowa.I was exhausted from a weekend full of family time and walking around the Minnesota State Fair.My dad and I had left a few hours before dawn and began the long drive back home.As soon as we got on the road, I instantly fell back asleep, holdingContinue reading “One Year with Abnormally Puffy Eyes”
II
There’s a split in my reality every morning and night. When what I see doubles into this hallucination like state, my brain is confused. My eyes don’t work together for longer than twelve hours a day. Individually, they’re fine. Left is down and right is up. If I cover one, my vision is single andContinue reading “II”
Different is Beautiful
Be your loud, beautiful self.Don’t allow those who Don’t understand youTo the silence the singingIn your soul.
The Purple Tulip
The purple tulip arrived a week agoand will not leave. I glare at it througha mirror reflection, trying to comprehendhow it might have appeared at this timeeight days ago. No one warned meI would receive a tulip. Everyone I ask doesn’t seem to have an answer on where it came from or why it’s here.TheContinue reading “The Purple Tulip”
The Beauty of Spring
RebirthThe earth is alive again,the smells of recently bloomed flowers linger thru the afternoon air.It will fade by summer,but at this moment, they’re wild. ReminderLife never sits still,it’s constantly moving, whether you like it or not.It’s our jobs as humans are to evolve with the times.Move forward instead of back,focusing on the past will onlyContinue reading “The Beauty of Spring”
Right Before It Starts
I’m in a familiar place in uncharted waters People are arriving but I don’t know why. I park the car I’m driving and look to see if I’m in the space. Moments later as I walk away, more cars appear, filling the empty spaces around me. I walk into a room backstage, someplace I doContinue reading “Right Before It Starts”
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”
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