Recovery

Conversation. Connection.

I've been in Alaska since Wednesday, heading home today. A friend posted that time and distance are great healers, providing an opportunity to reflect. And I have been reflecting. and meditating. 

I'm not quite sure how events spiraled so quickly toward dissolution last month. We are both very busy, very tired, and very stressed. Maybe we both just snapped at the same time, and couldn't find a handhold to climb out of the crevasse of our emotions. 

At any rate, we are talking now. really talking. and though our paths look to be diverging, and pretty soon, the talking means we can be rational and accepting. 

Lessons 

stuttering babysteps and false starts
opened wide the windows to my heart
You watched as I planned my restart
… life as loving art

backing away in careful stages
your goodbyes built in gentle phases
Our book is left with empty pages
… Love’s Sacred spaces

one night’s cold snap exposed growing fears
one week’s silence and too many tears
Now and forever and through the years
… Gone, but love is near

learning new lessons, day after day
silence does not mean nothing to say
Under a full moon our shadows play
… loving, come what may

kim
november 9, 2013