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Friday Flow 2/19/21
Thoughts On Loneliness
Loneliness climbed upon my back, pulling at those tender spots in my body that make me feel as if I am empty inside. I have come to know this part of me and understand that I cannot escape this voice that whispers words of despair from time to time. I do not try to block out this voice because I know there is something beyond the harshness of what is spoken to me.
With my breath as my guide, as I do most mornings, I confront whatever it is I am feeling with an open heart. I know the feelings of loneliness serve as something that needs to come forth. And while I might not understand the language it speaks while I write these words, I do know that when I am lonely, nothing will make me feel alive again if I do not go within.
So here I am again, sitting in between the spaces. Quiet like the moon on a still night above the calm waters as I reflect what needs to be heard and seen. One breath. One tear. One moment of silence as I dive into the shadowy depths of darkness and look for something only I can find.
As I dive inward, I begin to befriend what I want to run from and wonder if these feelings I write about lead me to where I must go. Each breath invites all that needs to come forward. Every word wakes something inside of me ancient.
