Journey of the Heart

When I write sometimes the words flow easily. Lately it’s been more of a staccato…   My rhythm lingers in the rests as I reflect in the silence. I’ve been reflecting intensely for a month now and I think I understand why.  This poem is about various relationships. Like many of our interactions it can get confusing when it appears one way and then seemingly changes into another. It is about boundaries. Where do we begin and end?   "Ultimately, of course, there is no other, And you are always meeting yourself."  ~ Eckhart Tolle~ When I settle my mind, and I let down the fences placed to protect my heart, I can see the lichen that clings. Messages can be sent and learned by everyone we meet. "Be grateful for whoever comes,  because each has been sent as a guide from beyond." ~Rumi~ What we do with those moments of insight can be equally heart wrenching, expansive, liberating, joyful and a bit terrifying. Yet, letting go of ...

I require time and space to digest the teachings of life lessons…  I am a slow processor. For my heart, a period of retreat and introspection is a must before I am able to expose myself in full again and be of genuine service to others. Losses are steps to enlighten our mind and they cannot be avoided, nor can the steps. Life is a journey and so is love. Healing is my process. In the meantime trust is on pause. This poem reflects that pause. Photography by Shantosh I’d Rather Not Let’s have one last of each, One last moonlight walk, One last coffee at our Italian spot, One last laugh at goofy stuff, One last spinach treat, One last silent hug, One last of each and then let’s say good bye Lets part like friends… How do I forget the story? How do I murder the memory? How do I cheat my heart that the truth is a lie? How do I bribe time?  I try each day to forgive myself for still thinking of him And to forgive him for hi...