Letting Go
My hands have become swollen making it difficult to type. I don’t know the reasoning for this and if I’m honest I couldn’t care less. I should be preparing for my impending journey to another state to share the company of a woman. I know all too well the judgements that come with such actions. I’ve already lost more than a few people whom thought so highly of themselves as to pass their adjudications onto me for my decisions.
However, their ‘liking’ me has absolutely no bearing on me any further. This is something new to me, brought on by the fact; I have met and enjoyed the company of someone who has caused me to question and grow beyond my
‘comfort zone’
She came into my life with a whisper. Like a thief within the shadows she’s deftly crept into my sacred places and torn them asunder. The difficult reality I face now; I have to let go. Not of her, but of a past which I whole heartedly believed defined me as a human and an author. You may find it ironic as this is the first and ONLY time I will use the real name of the person of who’s inspired such things.
Living In the Moment
Hope came to visit me and I shared with her one of the places I hold sacred here in my new hometown. By happenstance we met the owner and he said something which opened my eyes. Hope asked if I recall correctly if the gentleman had a business card. His simple reply was
“I don’t have a business card. I live in the,
nowmoment.” (corrected by Hope)
Hope shared her time with me and inspired me to be a better…everything. There are lines spoken betwixt the sheets, shallow and deep. Yet there’s always been something left wanting of the reality at least for me. I would never presume to identify her emotions. With that said, I know what I feel (for her), I know what I’ve felt prior and the two are inexplicably fathoms apart.
I’ve found peace within her embrace in the acceptance of who I truly am and whom I will become. We share moments, as in the tales of Scheherazade she has wooed me into the depths of what I have to come to know as the reality of love incarnate.
“Just be you.”
Your muse will find you…