Sometimes, you open your eyes and realize you’ve spent too much time saying, “I’ve had enough” and not enough time rewarding yourself for recognition that you deserve better.
The past weeks have brought much insight to my life about myself and my direction and my straying from that path, and this week, I’ve been given the greenlight by the universe to pursue the opportunities to make some changes.
It’s refreshing. I feel as though I’m peeling off skin that died for shedding a year ago but never made itself quite fully away from my body.
In honour, a very brief, raw poem.
It’s the feeling ofyour stomach sliding into the back of your spineas everything inside of youshifts –a test of balance.but the only balance hereis between the earth and skyand me, a lone pale figuremeasuring the distance between themwith my arms spread wide,my stomach, my spine, my feet behind megraceful, finally, like i was made for this,the wind’s damp cool fingers slipping off my facetrailing my body, trying tocatch me – – –free fall. and not a care in the world.i can’t help but smileat the quick waythe earth will embrace meonce again.