Tag: recovery

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Depths, Hotel Continental, Tangier, Morocco

Depth ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #206

I leave the depths unplumbed
Fearful of its denizens
Unaware
All my fears
I carry on my shoulders
A smothering weight

Take a breath, my son
Take a breath
Sit with the present

What you fear
Is already past
Or has not come

That is all your dour spelunking
Will ever find
So long as you believe
The depths are darkness

Be not your mind
But mindful
Open your heart
For in its depths
Is always light

I leave the depths unplumbed
Take a breath
Quiet my mind
And from the depths rises
The light that is love

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That Inner Life, Boston Pizza Waitress, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

The Inner Life of Healing

“You are never really gone,” she tells me
“The times you ‘go away’,” she goes on
“Are like your body, treading water
While you process all you’ve learned”

Now I watch my waitress
And I wonder if she is also processing
The traumas of a dimly remembered past
While serving another table’s drink orders

I wonder if the waitress knows
That in the every day of just going along
Her mind, and her heart, and her spirit
Process the hard work that is so upsetting

“You did not go crazy”
“You did not die”
“You lived and never let go of the light
Even when you were plunged into the darkness”

“And all you learned to cope
With the trauma so many years ago
Keeps you alive now
While you heal”

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Stillness, Howe Sound, Porteau Cove Provincial Park, Sea to Sky Highway, British Columbia, Canada

Stillness ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #167

On some unseen horizon
Beyond my peace of mind
Where shadows play
In savage grey
And hope has not yet
Even hope

No flutter on the water
No ripple in the wind
No fish or whale
To breech the sea
No gull on wing
To cry the air alive
No colour falls to eye

In this world
Of nothingness
In stillness
Drifted I

Aboard a ship
No sails were set
Devoid of all intent
My mind awash
In listless thought
No acts of love
From feckless heart

Yet all the while
And deep below
This ship becalmed
My spirit spare
A current
Ran unseen

It swirled
And tossed
It mustered
Forces unbeknown
Which bubbled to the top