Connection

What is a name?

A name gives us identity.
We can stake a claim
like life itself, it’s ours:
to make, to learn and grow,
to make mistakes

I am a Jen.
It represents my name
in a particular time and place:
The 70s.

Those were quite uncertain times
of war and trauma
and the broken promises
of the American dream.

We all have a choice
even our name

In the end, we are not fixed
like a heavy boulder that sits
and waits to be reclaimed into the earth

We are mineral and bone and flesh.
We breathe and remember that this,
this is us

Mutable like the waters
that can make the biggest stone crack.
We all have that power within

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Fifty

The book of my life
was written
and handed to me
on the day I was born

Before I knew what
language was
The story was laid before me

As I was put into
my mother’s loving,
welcoming arms
The world began anew

The days and seasons
spun and turned
without me even knowing
of their existence

“We are here for you”

Legs became stronger
First steps and fumbles
The first of many practices

I opened the door
and nature greeted me
with open arms and
a belonging

To know I was where
I was meant to be
I laid down on the grass
My senses alive

Before I could even
open the book
of my life
I was free

Connection

Last Azalea

My last blooming azalea flower holds firm,
not ready to let go.
With every bee and hummingbird
– a visitor –
who only can return
when skies turn blue and warm sun shines
I must wait for the wheel to turn

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Sometimes

Sometimes I can block out
the noise, fodder and distraction
and hear that inner voice

who tries to say her lot
always calm and gently
It often disappears under the rumble.

Her voice is rooted in love
and always looking out for my wellbeing

when I stop ruminating, interrupting,
habitually filling the awkward silence,
I free the inner me

out of the cage of silence and past hurt
out of the chamber of iron and thorns
to express utter knowing and passion

when did being authentic become so scandalous?

Connection

Where do I find the sacred?

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Can I be okay with the silence?

Connection

My inner light

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Mistakes