Forty Plus Miles

 Rushing relentlessly. Running ruthlessly. Remembering reflection, rest, resilience redeem.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

        Somewhere, quietly, I'm by myself, torn between engaging and isolating. Somewhere, slowly, I'm taking in the day, the busy day that sought to crush me. Somewhere, fully, I'm looking again at what could be salvaged, what shouldn't, and how to grow despite the pressing that nearly flattened me; for I am coal that holds potential.           I look up, look around, praying while remembering that I'm not destroyed, that this isn't all there is. Here I stand among another busy part of life again, wondering, praying, how a diamond can come from the pressing this coal has endured; for I'm tired of the pressing.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

           One word and then another and it was apparent: I wasn't "from here". One phrase then two as we talked about the weather and whether or not it's different there then here, in the South.            One moment to start small, share differences and find our stories meeting in the middle, where we now are, from one word. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

        Through a window shone the light, the light in the night, the light in the night from the moon. Through a window somewhere in the small side eye it cast aside darkness and brought wonder.          Curiosity soon followed, and message began speaking: even when it's dark, there's still light, we just need to look through a window in our lives to hope and focus on it; this will change everything for good. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

         An exhale, a breath inward then out, trying to process. Taken in, then pushed out, the stress of uncomfortable, of unwelcome, the safest way to express myself while being myself.          Sighing, when I'm tempted to rant. Sighing, when yelling seems easier. Sighing, when I could be visibly and audibly upset, when I need to release such weight bearing down on me. Sighing, when it's misunderstood, when I wanna do more, express more, remembering it's about constructive expression and not just anything that's readily available in the moment.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

             To shift and to break, for a little while. To heal and process, for a little while. To write from the right shift, from the changing of structure, renewal of health, time, and perspective; writing in this shift, for a little while. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

Go, giving grace! Go, giving gratitude! Go, giving generously! Go! Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

         Into the light of an early morning, entering growth again. Into the emerging new opportunity, writing before coffee, yet still writing. The way blocked for a moment, 'till I entered the light, where perseverance and ink flowed freely again onto a page; into the light, I write, to declutter self and start again. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

          The fall, the question, 'Will I get up again?". The breaking, the shift, as "best laid plans" become nothing more than wishful thinking; still, I will rise. "What will I learn?", looking at the beginning of a day. That failure is part of the journey and NOT all of it, that plans must be flexible to some degree. Here, I get up. Here, I begin to move forward, a little humbler, a little wiser, looking to the rest of the journey, and NOT the part that didn't work.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!

             The sight, the sound, the way seen..and I'm curious. The old place, with some old stories that keep trying to speak, from broken bridges. The water rushing down and across, over and through, where neglect speaks loudly of abandon.             "What was there? Who was there? What happened then?", questions that wander through my thoughts. Here I'm looking, taking in the discarded trash along banks of a tiny creek, where broken bridges tell me something significant once happened here; here, where a broken foot bridge still remains and I'm left to ask what would have happened if it remained, was tended to, and used like it once was. Here, where a way was made that I can't ignore.  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone els...

 Raining, relentlessly. Running, rushing; remembering redemption remains regardless. Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel free to share this blog with someone else who could be blessed also. Thank you for your support!