I may appear whole What you cannot see Are the burns on my feet From walking miles through fire The stars in my eyes From taking too many hits The lacerations on my skin From navigating uncountable shards of glass The weariness deep in my bones From rising everyday to overcome Some challenge or trial Again And again I have dodged and weaved Punched and parried my way Through days I never could have predicted I have shown up when all I desired Was to lay down and give up Because if not me, then who Mothers have to dig deep We have to find that reservoir of power labeled Do it for the children So I push So I push So I push Through the deepest, coldest waters The fiercest, raging fires The longest, darkest nights because If not me, then who For them
Everyone who has ever loved you Have put their hands up and Taken a step back Now they are looking at me Wondering if now is when I will finally do the same
I’m walking between worlds Both in a nightmare And waking from one Navigating the rocky path One footfall at a time Calling on my ancestors Those women who each Did the same in their own way As I step out of darkness Into the healing light of freedom
I regret to inform you That the reality you subscribe to Is currently offline As reality has no power switch There is no way to reset the system Please accept my apologies For the extreme inconvenience Such is the risk of sentient life I never promised you life would be easy
I loved blanket forts as a child I would live in a blanket fort For as long as I could get away with it Inside was my temple Soft, dark, warm and safe Outside was an adventure Sometimes the real world More often, though, anything else Other worlds filled with Villains and friends Hazards and wonders Mischief and magic Infinite possibilities Stood beyond my blanket walls My plush sanctuary Existing in two places at once A world within the world Transporting away from and rooting me to Home
I wrote you a box of postcards I never sent I could not set the stamp In place I could not address it To that space You weren't there anyway You never really were
In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity Trust yourself In the midst of chaos, find your calm Embrace the unknown Everyday is a second chance Keep going
Patience is hard Growing Becoming Evolving All require patience In a world where instant gratification Rewards us at the tap of a button Practicing patience can feel like torture
Patience demands of us To stay tethered to this moment Preventing any full escape into distraction Being present is trying It feels hard Abrasive Affronting We are uncomfortable Patience requires us to Embrace the discomfort That often comes from Being wholly present
Patience presents the opportunity To practice experiencing the now To practice being curious About our being About our feelings So that we may learn To know ourselves better So that we may learn to be More comfortable In our own skin In our own spirit In our own life
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