Welcome 2006
Wow... the holidays, traveling, parties, and a nasty flu have had their way with me. Sorry for the long silence. I've missed my new blogger friends these past weeks, can't wait to catch up.
In the meantime, here is a poem to start this year out with:
The Healing Time
Finally on my way to yes
I bump into
all the places
where I said no
to my life
all the untended wounds
the red and purple scars
those hieroglyphs of pain
carved into my skin,
my bones,
those coded messages
that send me down
the wrong street
again and again
where I find them
the old wounds
the old misdirections
and I lift them
one by one
close to my heart
and I say holy
holy
-by Pesha Joyce Gertler, Seattle’s poet populist
In the meantime, here is a poem to start this year out with:
The Healing Time
Finally on my way to yes
I bump into
all the places
where I said no
to my life
all the untended wounds
the red and purple scars
those hieroglyphs of pain
carved into my skin,
my bones,
those coded messages
that send me down
the wrong street
again and again
where I find them
the old wounds
the old misdirections
and I lift them
one by one
close to my heart
and I say holy
holy
-by Pesha Joyce Gertler, Seattle’s poet populist
posted by gypsy girl at 7:29 PM
3 Comments:
oh that is beautiful, sacred even.
wonderful new year to you too tonya - pray you are feeling better and stronger!
Thank you for this! I wish you a year full of powerful steps toward your purpose.
Beautiful words to breath in.
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