Sitting on my porch

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I sit on my enclosed porch.


Outside my window,

leaves blow

in light wind.

Isolation in breathing,

in – out – in – out – in – out.

Learning to move

slowly, meaningfully,

mindfully, in all motions.

Touching life from

the inside.

Opening shaded

truths following my intuition,

where the map

reveals, bearing all that

is to be known.

In the moment – bursting illumination,

finds a Self.


This poem was written as I began to thaw out from the many years I felt like I was in a long cold winter, hibernating.  Awakening to life in moving beyond trauma and learning to leave my past behind felt illuminating. 


Living Intentionally


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