The post below is re-printed from my old blog. It feels like yesterday sometimes. More correctly, it was three years ago, Jan 25, 2008. Time flies. Its a little self-involved, but at the time, wow, was I self-involved. But in a way, its kinda poetic. Wow, who was that guy?
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Yesterday, My emotional pendulum finally stopped swinging.
Yesterday, my chest didn't hurt just from breathing.
Yesterday, for the first time in 44 days I didn't cry.
Yesterday, I didn't wake up thrashing at 4am.
Yesterday, for the first time in 44 nights the nightmares stopped eviscerating me.
Yesterday, I dreamt I turned a mountain of cold snow resentment into a warm water forgiveness. I turned perceived rejection into a hard push off shore toward home.
Yesterday, I dreamt the moving river of time flowed through a meadow to a sacred sea. Every ending has a beginning. In a quiet timeless meadow where sage and sweet grass grows, I stood tall and straight on my own two feet, reaching for an impossibly blue sky.
Yesterday, I dreamt the bandages came off.
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