Journey of the Heart

Sometimes life gives us challenges… Sometimes the challenge is finding the value in life.  I wrote this tonight. There are always curve balls and the unexpected. Yet when the floor is pulled out, when I am left questioning all I have known, hope takes a hike...and this is where it took me. ~Artistic Photography: Wilderness' by Katarina Silva~ Hope Took A Hike Hope took a hike down a trail and I cannot see where she is going: lost I seek her footprints; Eyes bent toward branches and try to find her scent. I fear she left me here in a wood with trees and fallen limbs on a night without benefit of the moon. I collect the wood and begin a fire though it is summer. The air feeds the flames. I want to burn like that. I want to feel passion ignite my insides with meaning. Instead I left care in a door I can no longer open. Time is a mist in my mind. Nothing holds nothing. I look inside to find a shadow. If...

As a child, I was afraid I'd break my right arm and wouldn't be able to write. At the age of seven, I started practicing with my left. My fear has been revisited. For the last two weeks, my right shoulder and neck have been locked into a fiery grip. The pain radiates down my arm and into my fingertips. My arm aches like a branding iron into my heart. It speaks volumes of unwritten words and conveys a serendipitous explosion of prose. I find I’m holding myself carefully together like a piece of fine hand-blown glass. There’s a blockage in my shoulder and arm. I asked and it spoke to me.  What are you trying to say? Listen to your heart it beats to a different drum. The old messages are worn out and the new ones fill you with trepidation. Scared, huh? It’s okay. Keep blazing through the crap that holds onto you like a trap. I’m at a pivotal point in my life and walking a new, challenging direction. It’s a path riddled with obstructions and yet I...