On Monday, I shared a poem on exhaustion. I needed this poem last week. In some ways, I’m trying to lengthen time between treatment, and I needed to wait a week for a vitamin IV, when I really needed it that very moment.
I laid on the couch. I tried to read, but could not focus. My allergies seemed to ramp up. I couldn’t come up with coherent thoughts, and I was brought back to what so many days last year, beauty mixed with sorrow. While I don’t wish for those days when my body doesn’t cooperate with me, there is a hidden beauty in relinquishing expectations, canceling plans, and watching TV. There’s much I continue to learn when I admit that I need rest.
Thanks for reading and joining me on this healing journey.
I wanted to let you know that I’ve been working on several poems on the theme of body. It’s a collection of poems both of me speaking about my body and my body speaking about me. It’s been healing for me to write, to process healing, being sick, and to reinforce that I have a sacred relationship with my body. I need to listen to my body, to know how and when it speaks.
I will be sharing a few of these poems on the blog over the next several weeks. I would love your thoughts and feedback in the comments section!