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Category: Starting Over

  • Time Grows in the Slow Down

    As I sit in the slowness,listening to the calm,I feel the contrast of a life that is gonea life once lived in constant motion. Busy every moment,not because it had to be,but because I made it so. Time was something to fill.If I found a few free hours,my mind rushed to claim them. Stillness felt…

  • Moment Before Morning

    Not a poem, just a moment from the mind… I awake to the warmth of him beside me. It’s still dark, but I can tell the sun is eager to rise. His breathing is calm, and the safety I feel moves through me like the first cool wave that meets your skin on a hot…

  • Through the Eyes of Abundance

    There’s abundance all around,yet so often, we ask for more,as if sitting in a gold mine,wishing for silver instead. Wanting more is never wrong,but forgetting what already isbecomes the quiet thief of joy. As I sit at my kitchen table,dog curled at my feet,a warm, healthy meal before me,music filling my soul,I feel the heat…

  • Season of the Breakdown

    Here comes the season of the breakdown  the low of lows I never thought I’d feel. And suddenly I see why it hurts so much more: this is the first time I’ve truly been alone. I can cry my tears, throw my fits, and no one else is home— just me and my lost soul,…

  • After the Darkness

    I see it clearly the beauty that was always there. I hear the whispers that told me where to stay, and when to go. I was never truly lost; I had only forgotten how to trust the way. Now faith and trust unveil themselves as words with deeper meaning than my heart had ever allowed…