Bones

I did not realize how deep these reflexes go.

Old life. Old ways. Old pain. Still in my cells.

My hurts are electrified technicolor and the first breath I take
when scared.

I don’t have to worry about food
these days
but still catch my flinch when I leave the store.

I can trust my partner and
Our Place.

But still wake up, panicked, to wonder
how long will this last?

I have community, not isolation,
people to listen and hear. But the silence of my suffering
still reverberates when I least expect it.

I am healing. Always healing. And still shocked,
at how deep it goes.

Come sit by me and whisper in my ear,
“How many people are living inside you?”

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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.

You can connect with Steph and see more of her writing on her website or on Instagram.

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