Thursday, April 17, 2014

I'm holding myself up to the light.
And I am transparent.
Admitting for the first time that I am fragile.
Admitting my bones can break.
Falling into the sunlight.
Uncovering each swollen eye.

I'm here and I am weak.
I'm here and I am honest.
I am giving myself up.
I am giving in.
I am turning over.

I have been found.
I have been left.
I have pulled petal through the sidewalk
and I have made it
I have grown anew.
I am not alone.

The lines of my life come with blurred edges.

the story of being human.
a story of failure, of fight, of one hundred tiny dots compiled into something of beauty.
a story of strength. humility. will.
A life in transit.

Greeting each day in the mirror. 
A silent stare and a recorded thought,

"Go easy on yourself."


  1. well, good luck with going easy on yourself [~wink] …. i tell myself *that* every single day, and i fail. i fail every single day.
    however. i stand in solidarity with you, my sweet little sister.
    we'll keep doing this, day after day, until we get it right.

    love and strength….
    be a warrior.


  2. You gotta give yourself the green light!'s hard not being hard, but it's sweet when you can.

  3. hello beautiful soul

    love and light

  4. Hey there, little desert flower.
    You bend, but you will not break.
    I'm thinking of you today.