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So who knew that in the aftermath of seven years of marriage,
In spite of:
Meditation
Contemplation
Journaling
Therapy
Coaching
Dream journeys
Lying on the floor drowned in tears
Picking myself up from the floor
Locking myself in a room
Dancing in the mirror with the headphones on
Writing to my best friend
Going out till late
Drinking wine
Sending texts
Regretting drinking and texting
Wallowing
Writing to my best friend again
And again
Job hunting
Breaking dishes
Losing weight
Losing sleep
Losing myself
Who knew that in spite of it all, there is grace in my grief.
I found my grace by writing a poem.

So I started this project not only to add yet another coping mechanism to the list, but to honour my grace, to honour my words and to honour the past so I can open my heart to the present moment each and every day.
I will keep writing a poem each day until I will have reclaimed myself, my feminine power, until I will have celebrated all the love I feel inside, al the remains of the day, the man who decided to leave me and all of the drama that comes with this new territory.

Until then...


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