Tag: growth

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 142

Day 142: “Each Poem”

Each poem I write

Is a love letter to myself

It’s permission to explore

To dive deep

To be unapologetic

To be myself

It’s a chance to try something new

Write something new

To go back in time

To look to the future

All while being completely in the present

To escape into this moment

To know myself

To get to know myself

To have fun

Be fearless

Put myself out there

Be okay with putting myself out there

To be silly

Carefree

To learn to relax

Not take myself so seriously

Poetry is a magic wand

A powerful tool

I wonder who I’ll be when this is done

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 134

Day 134: “In My Body”

I’d like to approach life

Out of my head

And into my body

Feeling my feet on the ground

My heart in my chest

Allowing my body

To do its thing

And quieting my mind

Living in the moment

The now

In my body

Grounded

And grown

Awake

Alive

Completely trusting myself

To do what I know how to do

I want to quiet the noise

And live

Why is that so hard to do?

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 104

Day 104: “The Meaning of Life”

When I was a kid

I had an epiphany

And wrote it on my stick-on chalkboard wallpaper on my bright aqua wall

“Is this what you want your life to mean?”

I had this epiphany while I was watching Grey’s Anatomy

And Dr. Richard Webber was talking

Hell, maybe he even said it

But I just know that it hit me

In a booming voice

If I didn’t know better, I’d think it was God

And I didn’t know better then

So I kinda thought it was

But it hit me because I was watching tv a lot

(Something I love doing)

And laying in bed a lot

(Something else I love doing)

But I wasn’t doing anything else

There was no balance

This came back up for me recently

What do I want my life to mean?

I sure as hell want to be relaxed watching tv

But I also want to follow my passions

Feed my soul

Be aligned with my future

Feel energized

I want balance

I want to grow

I want my life to mean a lot

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 100

Day 100: “100”

Today I hit a milestone

I’ve been reaching for

100 days of poems

Not consecutively, but that wasn’t my goal

My goal was to not get stuck in the black and white

The 0 to 100

The writing out of obligation

I wanted to write when I felt inspired

When I wanted to

Not because I had to to meet a quota

In that time

Those 100 days

I’m at a place now where I want to try to write daily

Not obligated to

But I want to try new things

I want to write about feelings

And situations

And songs

And movies

And my passions

It’s fun

I feel proud

Brave

Strong

Aligned

Loud

Excited

Cheers to 100 poems

And whatever the future holds

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 99

Day 99: “Accidents Happen”

I had an accident

And I didn’t freak out

I lost my grip on my water bottle

Saw it in slo-mo falling

Froze

Water still pouring out of the Brita

My brain snapped to

I shut the water off

Picked up my bottle from where I caught it between my knees

Took a moment

Examined the fallout

Water

Everywhere

I stepped away

Took a breath

Quickly brainstormed my next move

Could use paper towels

A big towel

Two kitchen towels

Kitchen towels it is

Ones I don’t care about touching the floor

I started inside the fridge

Then wiped the outside

The door to the freezer

Then the wall

And baseboards

Ending with the floor

Wiping it up

Reminding me how much we need to vacuum

Through it all

I stayed calm

Because freaking out wouldn’t have changed the mess on my hands

And hey, it was kind of funny

And it could have been worse

And at least it was water, you know