I’m Moving to the Moon

I made an important decision
A week ago
To move to the moon.

It was surprising but not unexpected,
Given the alternatives.

My schedule experienced problems
Right away.

The grass wanted to know how I would visit.

The crow was irritated
Rather generally.

The cockroach Tsk’ed softly at my stamina.

Embarrassed, I looked behind me and around for my reflection.

I had thought I was being given weapons of war so my battle cry should win the day!

In shock I saw my armory and cried the error of my ways.

I have learned to Listen to be a Listener.

I have learned to Feel to be a Feeler.

I have become more sensitive to Sense.

I know now, what the wind was saying.
I have been given so much so I can put my armor down.

I must do the harder thing. I must
Listen
Feel
Sense
In the face of battle.

For those who cannot without being exposed –
I must conjure the vision of what can come with what’s inside of me.

This delicate dance of Listening and Feeling is so much harder than Battle
for me.

But I know my fingers and ears and heart can do.

I’m not moving to the Moon
Any more.
But She and I will talk more.
That is what they say.

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Steph left an over-achieving career supporting the US military after eleven years and eleven days to follow the call to become a coach and spiritual teacher. She helps entrepreneurs make sales sacred and craft their natural marketing method.
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