She took one hesitant step,
And then one more…
Wishing she felt more sure of the path before her,
But trusting her heart to show her the way.
It had not led her astray so far.
But never her own.
It Was Up To Her Now — Just Like It Always Was
Stop Letting Them Take Your Light, Love — & Step Into That Frickin’ Spotlight
You Are the Nectar I Want to Sip, Slowly and Deliberately
Across the café table from you, I watch you with a nervousness I’ve not felt before. I opened the door and finally invited you in and now…now, I feel like I’m standing before you, naked and vulnerable.
Our beginning was slow and deliberate. And worth the anticipation.
Because now, I watch your eyes drink me in and I look away as they start to see through the armor, over the walls, and into my soft insides. I’m not one to look away usually, but your eyes are piercing and I am left feeling unprotected and more than a little shaky.
Soft, Whispering Heart — Show Me the Way & Help Me Trust You Again
My heart, skipping precious beats all day.
Tapping in, I hold her and try to decipher her code.
Is she feeling the delicious anticipation of something new?
The lingering sadness that comes with letting go of the old?
Something more dark than I am ready to face again? Still.
Let Go, Love — You’ve Waited To Exhale For So Long
Breathing.
It’s not so hard, right?
Inhale through your nose, exhale through your mouth.
Inhale through your nose, exhale through your mouth.
Inhale through your nose, exhale through your mouth.
Simple.
Except when it’s not.
Except when the weight of the world has left your shoulders bruised and sore.
Except when you find yourself taking a deep breath, only to realize it’s because you’ve been holding your breath. For a very long time.