home
i am home. i will write about my experience soon. i have permission from the one i needed permission from to write about it (which means i won't have to keep writing around it.) and with that, the bottled up stuff from the last few months, years perhaps (a lifetime indeed)...some of it will appear here. i want to share this layer of my experience.
the last three days were full of some of the most emotional hard work i have done. ever. and today, home, still in my pajamas with a snoring dog at my feet...exhausted physically and emotionally, i have this to say:
i am proud of myself.
i tapped in to courage and bravery and boundaries. it is beginning.
i know many of you who come here probably know the poem "the journey" by david whyte...perhaps i have shared the link before. i turned to david whyte this morning...and plan to spend some time knee deep in his newest collection of poems over the next few days...but this morning, the words "wedge of freedom in your own heart" resonate so deeply inside me that i want to invite you to read it today too. just in case you need to.
oh and another poem (one that is actually in progress) that made me so happy this morning? the one happening in the comments of wednesday's post over at poetry thursday. go check it out! and then click over to today's post to read what other poetry thursday participants shared today.
(P.S. thank you all for your kind words and suggestions for what to do with my sinus infection. you helped me. i survived flying and three days of lots of crying. i am feeling better. still a bit under the weather but my level of exhaustion is probably more to blame. my head only kind of hurts from sinus pressure now. thanks for being out there in the world and taking the time to stop by to have tea with me.)
poetry, this is me
Reader Comments (8)
Welcome home, dear Liz. You've been in my thoughts and prayers while you've been away. Sending much love and whispers to "Rest, rest..."
That's good that you got permission to talk about it, whatever it is. Talking could be a start to healing.
Liz... I am glad you are back home... safe... Good for you dear friend. Being brave is NOT easy and it takes putting one foot in front of the other.
Maybe you will be able to heal some of the hurts!
xoxo
Liz- all I can say is thank you. Thank you for being who you are...
Glad you are back...
xoxo
so wonderful to hear you have come through your journey with pride, and that you are feeling better! here's to lighter days ahead :) xo, mindy
I'm glad you're home, glad your sinus infection is better and especially glad you'll be able to talk - talk is good and you do it so beautifully. I wait to hear your words my friend. xo
reading that poem again did me the world of good.
thank you.
glad you're feeling better and less burdened. rest up now :)
Vx
that has always been such an incredible poem, but today i read it again, liz -- with you in mind, and i saw it differently. I am so impressed with what you are doing in your life, how you are growing in courage. I have an inkling what you are referring to when you say you now have permission to write about it, but not sure at all since we're not in regular contact -- could be anything. It doesn't matter. Just that you did what you did and were able to stay true to your own soul, and keep boundaries clear ... that's really great. you are an inspiration to me too.
here's a hug.
(((((((((((((((you)))))))))))))
hope your sinus thing is gone.