Coming Back to Life

Coming back to life From the cracks in the ground Where I had buried my awakened self. Rising slowly from the ashes Tending to my own weeping wounds Rescuing the parts of me long lost To the contingencies of human experience. Learning to savor life Armored, apprehensive, autonomous, But with a soft and tender heartContinue reading “Coming Back to Life”

Sunlight

I stepped into the sunlight And all at once My soul began to thaw As if it had been parched for light. I am learning to stand On my own trembling feet Expecting nothing, wanting nothing Just relieved to be alive Still able to feel sunshine on my face And hope for humanity in myContinue reading “Sunlight”

Giving

Giving can be the shield beneath which we protect our souls From rejection, criticism, inadequacy, old traumas untold But I wonder, dear soul, what it would be like To truly see how great a treasure is your giving light Offering only to those who can reciprocate Preserving your caring energies for hearts that appreciate.

A Balm for the Lonely of Heart

To the ones who rise up from gravity with heaviness in their chest Souls fraying at the edges while consistently giving their best, To the ones who care for others with shoulders stooped in pain Hiding worlds of grief, pushing aside the rising shame, To the ones who know within themselves they are sound andContinue reading “A Balm for the Lonely of Heart”

Nestling In

A quaint and cozy home with a welcoming feel Young faces at the window, tender hearts to heal, Food in the cupboards and blankets in the cold A space that feels safe; a place to grow old, Deep conversations from the bottom of the soul Permission to be just as we are: human and whole,Continue reading “Nestling In”

Self-Compassion

I followed my pain to its source And it led me back to myself, Unknowingly harming my self-worth With critical, demeaning, bullying words Tones of disappointment, tinged with guilt Becoming my own abuser Through a subconscious inner dialogue. We cannot begin to heal our wounds Until we first learn self-compassion Speaking to ourselves as weContinue reading “Self-Compassion”

Do Not Mind the Tears

Do not mind the tears, dear soul, They are falling on their own accord During moments of welcomed grace And waves of crushing heartache, All signs and evidence of your safety For I do not allow my tears to show for any But the kindest most entrusted souls. Do not mind my unleashing of wordsContinue reading “Do Not Mind the Tears”

Stepping Stone

No longer waiting for the next step to appear, She finally stood up, shaking off the dust of stagnancy And set to work gathering earth and stones To build her own stepping stone. No starbursts appeared to show her the way No neon signs to illuminate a destination Only the softly persistent pull of herContinue reading “Stepping Stone”