New to me too, thanks for sharing! I love how fiery a lot of these are.
New to me too, thanks for sharing! I love how fiery a lot of these are.
"Let me know the way"
#collage #papercollage #cutandpaste #thelongandwindingroad
History of Me I was five The first time I remember crossing the street alone I looked back and saw My mom waving βI didn't see her tears She never said She saw my quivering lip That was the first time I misunderstood -Leaving There were so many times in the years after Of misinterpretation The waves of loneliness and anxiety Feeling like that little girl in the dress and backpack On the corner Crossing alone Leaving became a habit of others or me I learned to push the quivering down Anxiety never truly goes away You can crush the pill or take it You can run βor stay Aren't we always going to be Crossing the street βwishing βwe had a hand to hold ~ Alison P. Birch
Today is my birthdayβπΈ
I'm sharing a poem I wrote for my mom.
History of Me
βI was five
The first time I remember crossing the street alone, I looked back and saw
My mom waving/That was the first time I misunderstood βLeaving/ Leaving became a habit of others or me/
You can run
-or stay
ππ
Breakfast for towhees
"When anxious, uneasy, and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused."
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
Gently read...
β’ Wendell Berry β’
God, grant me the serenity to be a functional and loving human under the weight of all of the horrors I cannot physically/mentally process or accept.
I think of this prayer in moments of anxiety when I feel overwhelmed and unable to process the weight of the world or my life. But sometimes the first part of the prayer rubs me the wrong way. How can I accept what I can barely fathom?
Hit the water-bottle counter jackpot at work today. Pretty sure this unlocked a new dimension in space and time. Please enjoy. β³ππ€
snap, grackle, pop!
bonjour π
Good morning π¦ πͺΊ
Mary Oliver, 1986
#poetry #poem #MaryOliver
Quiet friend who has come so far, feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell. As you ring, what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change. What is it like, such intensity of pain? If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine. In this uncontainable night, be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses, the meaning discovered there. And if the world has ceased to hear you, say to the silent earth: I flow. To the rushing water, speak: I am.
#Poetry
#Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
Let This Darkness Be A Bell Tower by Rainer Maria Rilke
from Sonnets to Orpheus II, 29
Today, for the first time as an adult, I attended a session to help me figure out long-term therapy support options for myself. I've never attended a therapy session before, just for myself. I feel heavy and drained and embarrassed and selfish. I feel hopeful and proud of myself too.
And Lovebird too π
Good morning from Goldfinch π
Oh yikes, hang in there! βοΈ We are forecasted to hit 90 degree weather at the end of this week. π«
Good morning :)
Hello, redbird β€οΈ