between

someplace between, this is where i see you. me. me (you) trying to find my (your) way. lost (at times) as the rain drums upon the roof. choosing (at times). i must seek the truth. so much energy pushed toward the spiral dance of figuring it (you) out. i fear i am parched from the seeking. then the truth whips through me again, tugging until i pay attention. it is not the seeking but the spinning. it is the fear of losing grip on the handle of all that i know. all that i (think i) know. the spinning pushes me away from myself (you). i am pushed toward all that i already know. someplace between (the knowing and the spinning), this is where i am.

Comments

[meghan]

dearest Liz*

i think of you + your little family often, often, often...
thank you for this post.
i, too, find myself "someplace between" these minutes, hours, days, weeks...
with you, in this, too.

gently + tenderly,
love,
meghan

[Jennifer]

your honesty opens up my heart. sending you love and light my dear friend.

[melissa]

I love love love the way you write. It beings me home to find comfort. REALLY I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

[michelle ensminger]

love...

[Tina M.]

yes. somewhere between the coming and the going.....and wondering how to get from here to there....yes.

[Claudie]

I am not sure to understand
what kind of spinning ? what means spinning ? i can not translate

[traceylynne]

This just leveled me....weeping like a little girl. Thank you for this.