The healing journey of a widowed, unschooling badass in Delaware.
Breathe and Receive
Pray in the sunlight
Receive peace
Ask God for direction
Receive composure
Breathe in and receive life
Take in the day and the truth
Bring the Spirit into your body
Sit with the quiet of His word
Receive His grace.
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The swamp darkens
Branchless trees stretch up straight as iron rods
I recall my gifts
God’s armor encircles me
A spirit fighter joins me
We are ready for battle.
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I dream of respite from this
vaguely lit swamp, free of definition and vegetation
Snakes of all sizes,
from parasite to dragon,
twist and swarm as a mass around my legs.
Feeling my fear,
they wrap, constrict, and bite
I open my mouth to cry out
An impossibly large, slick, black body
pours down my throat
bursting into a million worms
stinging my skin from the inside
Sleep only comes with exhaustion.
The sun speaks to my skin
Breath flows, charges, and stops
I am peace in the morning breeze
I thank God for this moment,
this body, and this practice
He answers with healing
Breathe in
Move legs and spine
Celebrate what I have been given
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Where are you going?
To Life? Or Death?
These things here that you chase
They decay.
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The glowing wood heats us to soft fever.
We embrace and kiss over gentle crackling.
The flames are low and blue.
We are quiet in composition,
writing our story together.
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Ghosts of memory haunt your muscles.
Validation addictions rest in the cells.
Forgotten traumas slumber rancid in your stomach.
Neglected blood cells conceal dormant poison.
You host multitides of sleeping monsters.
What will you do before they wake?
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I found a Magnetic Poetry app to play with.
She’s always in the garden
Beneath the dirt breathing her magic
Pressing mystery shoots into the sunlight
Opening pink picture petals.
I tilled the modest plot to start fresh
Yet it remains her domain
It is her beautiful earth
Her seeds and surprises bring it alive in May.
We plant and weed and tend
She feeds
We work
Yet the reward is not our doing.
This garden is God speaking in her voice
It is reborn for good and beauty.
