We have walked the edge where forces
oppose and reshape;
truth is not the sweeping beacon ahead
(it will not rest on us)
or the imprints behind (resolved
into the breath of earth and water),
but in the press
of shoulders, hips,
minuscule adjustments
of fingertips, soft eyes that
feed us
sunlight.
What do you see differently now?
Where do you find light in your world?
Do you feel weighed down or free?
The last prompt. The last week. The end of this phase.
I promised myself and you authenticity. I’m not going to force reflections and observations; the ideas I had about Things To Do will need to wait.
It’s time to rest. I keep saying it. I haven’t been doing it, not deep down, not where it matters.
I’ll be back, with more words of my own, with the words of others who need to be heard. Soon.
In the meantime… Happy New Year. I’ll see you in 2020. Thank you. I love each and every one of you.
With much love and gratitude,
Jess