Be at peace
dear child:
the monsters you dream of
you have already met
and your most dreaded fear
you have already faced.
Tag: brave
two kinds of fear
there are two kinds of fear:
one tells you to turn on your heel, honey, and walk away.
this type of fear whispers you know better.
the other is a big, fat neon arrow pointing toward your dreams.
with this type of fear, you’re petrified, but you sense something delicious in your soul, something that’s begging to be brought into the world.
trust your heart to know the difference.
one day you will dance.
it is right for the human spirit to have endured something.
this is why we must not shelter ourselves overmuch.
it is something to have been in distress
yet find yourself undeniably alive.
to have fasted
& find yourself still whole.
to have been panic stricken
yet find your legs standing.
but if by chance they give way beneath you
& you don’t get up for an hour
a day
or even a decade
it doesn’t matter
so long as there is a day that comes
that you dance.
my own grandmother
bedridden
danced under the covers.
victory
rejoice
in your heartache’s
resurfacing.
in that moment
long ago
you had not the strength
to bear the pain
meant to be yours alone
so you hid it away
until
today.
accept the confirmation
of your unconscious
for finally
you have passed the test.
feel it throb in every fiber
& know you will not break.
this has always been
about power—
seize it.
you are the agent
of your own momentum.
the moment you embrace it
& declare “this, i can
abide”—
its hold upon you
will ease.
all this time it has waited
for your surrender.
allow it in every atom
& stand victorious
among the wreckage of what
used to be.
sticks & stones
there is
nothing
they can say
that will
obliterate you
wings
steady me
wings
keep me
on course
may I never
fold you
&
tuck you
away
may I never
hide you
ashamed of
your grace.
homecoming blessing
may your life
imitate your art—
may words nourish your soul
as long rain to august—
may your heart be content
to enjoy the little things—
may your sleep be sound
but should you lie awake
may your thoughts drift only
to your many blessings—
may your life be long
in good enough moments
though your moments be only few—
may your name be heard
in a loved one’s prayer
as you hold them
in your own—
may you fall in love not once
but infinitely—
may your heart remember
in its darkest moments
that there was once someone
or something
that made you want to drop everything
& live—
may the faces of those you love
be never far from your thoughts
& the grace of listening to stillness
be ever a breath away—
most of all
do not despair
in the loneliness of it all—
only nerves rubbed raw by the cares of the world
know what it is to return home.
face to face with the sky 