Lately the space in which I live
feels constricted in ways
I've not felt before
It's not the physical space around me
but my body space,
if that makes any sense at all
I mean the wandering of my mind
and the sensations in my gut
and the wavering as I walk so that
I don't feel grounded on the earth
This happens when one is confronted
with a groundswell of events
that are unfamiliar, unnerving and unfathomable
And here we are, faced with what was
not unexpected yet still overwhelming,
so much so that every response feels
inadequate to the task at hand
My thought was if I write it all down,
putting words to my experience and
the impact on my whole being,
Then I would have a better chance of
finding a way through,
past the disbelief and fear,
both of which provide neither comfort nor direction.
How's it sounding so far?
Any ideas?
In the meantime I'm going to
walk on the beach,
breathe the salt air,
clear my head and
be ready for what comes next.
What are you going to do?
