black and white

in the grey life’s alright

try not to spin my wheels and run

close my eyes under the sun

reject magic potions

worthless lotions

anything to hide

who we are on the inside

can we gaze at dragon flies crossing lands

cheer little children screaming in rock bands

whisper to wild orchids trapped in fancy pots

dare to feel like touch-me-nots

for you and i are kindred spirits who know hunger

betrayal, agony and anger

we can find stars scattered among black skies

truth amidst white lies

learn to dance again

feel warm dancing under the cold rain

listen to our sweet silence

bridge the distance

watch the sun set on the same side

rise bravely with nothing to hide

black and white

in the grey life’s alright

Today is a beautiful grey day in Vancouver. The flowers add a lovely touch to the serene landscape. The black squirrel jumps joyfully from one tree to another in my backyard. The yellow buttercups consent to the rain washing away the pain of the past. I inhale the precious present.

Now that I have been hurt, I appreciate healing…getting back to being “me”, when “me” has been altered by a difficult experience (an accident). I appreciate so many people and things I took for granted…when I am back to being “me”, I will look at life so differently.

9. Sometimes I think I have managed to get to the top of the hill, only to realize I am in a quicksand. Thriving changes to simply surviving. In the quicksand, I get a new perspective – about myself, others and life. I try to never lose sight of the beautiful hill.

8. It was just another sunny afternoon. Coming down the hill, we entered a round-about and in the blink of an eye, metal on metal. In the next few seconds, my life flashed before my eyes…all the things I wanted to do and say. Today is the day, to be.

breathe

be still

believe

one day you will

untangle the knots 

in your sleep

as you let go

and go deep

into the hidden corners

of your mind

hoping and wanting

to find

the words and unforgotten images

that will help you fill the blanks

across continents let’s be brave

and stumble into a slow dance?

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7. Today, the sun put on a show. The skies chose to be a beautiful shade of ice blue and the white butterfly looked fearless. I got an ant to trust me and be transported on my finger to my garden. Ants and humans sometimes need a hand to become free.

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