What Lives Below Words: Improve Your Silence.
True wisdom dwells in inarticulate spaces. Knowing this truth makes it easier to be more intentional about our use of words.
Browsing Tag:
shy
In the Wilderness. {poetry}
I felt like a hooded child
in the wilderness
who’d thought she could entreat wolves
I have never forgotten this
little as it was:
the shame...
Will You Still Look Away from Abuse?
He says he’s sorry. We look away. He’s a father. We look away. He’s active at church. We look away. What are we looking away from and why are we doing it?
When Love Was a Mixed Tape.
Each boy, each tape, took me further from my parents' vinyl collection... Mixed tapes were a shy and beautiful courtship.
I Want to Know Love Again.
I don’t want to get to know heartbreak again. I am through clinging to broken hearts, the ends of love songs, and falling in lust with passing souls on sidewalks. I am over trading my name for a drink and trading a night for company. I am done not being enough.
Measuring Moments: The Antidote To Not-Enoughness.
I’m sure you, like me, have days when you wonder if you’re enough -- if you’ve spent your moments wisely. Of feeling deflated when you hold yourself up against the goals and ideals you had for yourself and realize you’re not there. When you regret both doing and not doing things.
Let Love’s Fire Burn Away Your ‘Me’.
I asked you for a drink and, though you were shy, I knew that you were ready and, finally, so was I. So together we sat and took sips of wine. And also, I drank you in, after nine years, for the first time.