Writing poetry about hard things is easy in a way.
But, what about that whisper from inside that says good things are coming?
The things you’ve waited for, even silently, as they seemed too big to speak?
They are in motion.
They are nearly here.
All you must do is keeping going.
Keep crossing that bridge.
On the other side, it’s still just life, but something sweet is there waiting.
My morning pages are usually a list of my mundane worries, to-do list, things I am mulling over for the 64th time. But today this came out! A strangely auspicious premonition…I guess we’ll see!
Still, it reminded me of this from Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things:
“Nobody will protect you from your suffering. You can’t cry it away or eat it away or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. It’s just there, and you have to survive it. You have to endure it. You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.”
I also made my TikTok debut this week with something very important! I look kind of serious–please! know this is concentration–not me thinking I’m a serious dancer.
