changing shapes, shifting
directions- I navigate with shaky balance. I do
my best to anticipate, yet fall short; vulnerable to the destructive
undertow of frustration. I close my eyes and think…. imagine.
In my mind, things happen so differently… peacefully,
I would like to float… gracefully, like a kite
riding the breeze. Although,
The poem above is supposed to be in the shape of a kite. It looks kind of like a sting ray, though…
I’m still struggling with wanting to do more than I physically have time for. Twice this week I fell asleep at my computer, which frustrates me because my sleep-typing is horrible. Not a single legible sentence that I can use! As I approach the weekend, I’m working to accept that my email “In” box is going to be overrun and I’m going to be temporarily behind on blog reading for the next few weeks. I don’t like it, but that’s life.
I’m going to visit my parents this weekend, so I won’t have computer access. If I get ambitious I might try to do some reading on my phone, but I dislike leaving comments that way. See, I have enough typos using a keyboard… the auto-correct on my phone makes me look like a blithering idiot who cannot compose a coherent thought. Sometimes I think the programmers who set up auto-correct did so with a sense of humor. (Seriously, I mistype “imagine” and one of the suggested words is “ikmaoq”. How often is it used in English conversation?!)
I won’t bore you with the “things” going on right now… everyone is busy. May we all find moments to step away (either physically or mentally) and feel those peaceful moments of acceptance.
Have a beautiful weekend!