New Year Poem
A Personal Note from a Sensitive Soul
Hello, my friend. I’ve been away for a month for reasons I’ll share in a moment but first, here’s a bit of Chicago beauty from last evening for you:
Peace
For myriad reasons, peace has been in my heart more strongly of late. Looking for it, trying to find it, trusting in it. All of it.
I was telling my daughter this morning that media right now feels like a janky merry-go-round at an old, cement playground. For some reason, I climbed on it even though it’s rusty. My friends and I thought it would be fun but it’s not fun anymore.
It’s going really fast. Too fast. I’m starting to feel sick because it won’t slow down. An invisible hand keeps making it go faster and I’m having a hard time holding on. I look around to see how my friends are doing but they’re gone.
Did they fall on the hard cement?
Are they okay?
How do I get off of this nightmare-o-round?
Jumping off has consequences.
I continue to hear people talk about wanting to leave social media but not knowing how. This is by design but we have choices.
Personally, I’ve been paying attention to what brings a sense of peace. For me, this is mostly going outside for a long walk each day even though it’s been colder than Antarctica in Chicago lately.
It’s been cooking, creating, and caring for myself and my children in whatever way I can. Their father passed away a month ago today which is the other reason I’ve been away. May he rest in peace.
I’ll be back next week with more to share but for now, here’s a poem I wrote for my children this morning which feels fitting for all of us somehow at the moment.
NEW YEAR POEM
While everyone is drinking in the bar,
their hands full of plastic,
their eyes full of acquisitions,
I will do it differently:
I will walk out quietly through the forest,
and sit alone beneath the trees,
and wait for you, my blessings.
Quietly, quietly I will wait.
And if you come, if you awaken,
if you flex your bright spirits,
I will rejoice.
I will be there.Thank you for being here.
With peace and love,
Kymberlee
PS, I needed this message. Maybe you do too?
