Monday, July 27, 2015

And the storm blows






A storm blows through shaking the house. All the kids are happy and laying (Xbox and iPad).

A few nights filled with awful nightmares and a conversation filled with references of feelings long gone but not forgotten. 

Thoughts of matching birthmarks, old wounds and questions regarding the future.

It almost feels like my life is like this storm. Will it rain, hail, blow hard, pass quickly or destroy the gentle things on its path. 

All the purging feels good. And seeing an orderly space makes me feel serene. Just like the calm after the storm. 

This is the feeling also one gets when all your cards are on the table and there are no secretes. A peace knowing no more *new* damage can be done. 

Trying to keep dancing in the rain beloveds. Is there a storm in your life?




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