It’s been awhile ~Posted: March 29, 2015
I close my eyes and daydream of your touch. A way of keeping sane. It’s been awhile. A tough year has caused changes in traveling, work, play and Life. The more people I have spoken to about 2015, the more I realize that others have had to deal with crises, as well.
I am not alone.
No man is an Iland, intire of itselfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Manor of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankinde; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee. MEDITATION XVII Devotions upon Emergent Occasions John Donne
Hard to remember when you are failing, flailing.
In my dream, the lines blur:
Focus – distraction – lost
Children – No Children – Lack of Family
Happiness – Sadness – Disappointment
Sharing – Separation – Loss
Life – Death – Panic
Overwhelmed, I begin to bleed words.
Erupting and spilling from my fingers.
Until my eyes remember your gaze.
Until my ears hear your voice.
Until my body feels your touch.
Stitches to hold the blood.
Guiding me back to some semblance of reality.
Touching – Listening – Learning – Healing – Strengthening
It’s been a really tough year, 2015.