Hi folks!
It’s been an interesting time to be human recently. The personal drama of my unique life journey is not connected to general world events, nonetheless it is an excellent time to nurture oneself.
I have found great pearls of wisdom and comfort in writing letters and poems to myself recently, and invite you to consider how you encourage and nurture your own growth at this time in your life.
Here’s mine:
Come here, baby
Let me hold you
I know, sweetheart
You waited such a very long time
For something you weren’t even sure was real
You remember the sweet incredulity in asking
“Are you sure you’re real?”
And the thing I didn’t say
“Because you feel an awful lot like a home I’ve never actually seen
Like water just an in inch beyond my fingertips”
And now we way fare once again
Sailing through this desert
But baby I chose this
I want to taste the salt on the wind
Feel the sand under dry feet
I am made to be an oasis here in this desert
So love will have to come find me
Because I belong here in the wild
Surrounded by my true loves
Hair whipping around my face
Making love to everything
To every sip of chocolate
Every savory bite
To every step
Kissing the ground
Dancing with children
With fire
Pulling magic out of the air
And pouring it into hungry bellies
This is my dearest dream, sweet one
I am the dream of someone who poured water and fire into the same jug
Marrying them together
Into the woman that I am
So I will run
And I will burn up the night
Body churning
Laughter bursting
Until the day
My Lover
Comes for me
The Eye of the Needle 