Unscripted. Unedited. Real.
Writing for five minutes.
A sort of writing flash mob.
Focus.
I hear my voice rattling around in my head all tinny and sharp. Impudent. Insolent.
I feel caught in the cramped space between my get-it-together self and my what's-wrong-with-you self.
These voices, they deafen.
I just want to be present.
I want to be here.
But I have become so very scattered and pulled.
A backlit screen has become my muse rather than the face on the couch bathed in morning sun.
The papers on the table, they fan and crumple and I am so very lost.
There is that epic trip next week, the one that will make memories I will hold onto from now into eternity but
I
just
can't
pull
it
together.
It is the window that I need.
That flat liquid sand miracle.
I need to gaze through it, turn my face aright.
Let it be my lens.
Perhaps, then, everything will come into focus.
You were like lightning with that prompt ...
ReplyDeleteI love that image: A writing flash mob.
I can relate to the "scattered and pulled," indeed.
Such beautiful writing. So much to relate to ;)
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I'm sure we all can, Idelette. That is why we need each other so very much.
ReplyDeleteThis is fabulous. I love the language you use. The syntax and simple beauty. And I can relate to turning a face to the Light of life-giving focus. Nourishment.
ReplyDeleteThank you for writing. I'm so glad I stopped by. :)
Oh Holly. wishing you peace on your journey. I hear your heart here. There is so much familiar in these words from your soul. Peace to you, friend.
ReplyDeleteThis resonated so much with me. Beautiful write my friend. All this grace in just 5 minutes, I'm amazed and thankful for your gift of words.
ReplyDeleteYou had me at the "cramped space between my get-it-together self and my what's-wrong-with-you self."
ReplyDeleteNeeded to connect with someone else who knows that squish.
Thank you for opening a window for me, Holly.
Leigh, I'm so glad that you stopped by, too! And I'm thankful that you can relate. I'm glad not to be so alone.
ReplyDeleteYou always hear my heart, Elizabeth! Always! Peace to you, too.
ReplyDeleteKris, thank you for your kind words. And the fact that it resonated with you is very comforting to me.
ReplyDeleteDo you live in that same space, too, Kelli? No wonder it is so cramped! And now that we both know we're in here, amen to the opening of the window! Love that you came by here!
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