Sunday, July 26, 2020

Look Where You Want To Go

I don't know how people are dealing with the current situation completely.  I admit I find it challenging trying to think of a plan for the future. I can't see. My mind reels. I am a mother. The mother of a single child. I wish I could pour out my heart here but that is what journals are for!
I need to express but don't need an audience.
Facebook, Instagram won't do.
Here I am anonymous but also posting words I need to live by.
The co-dependent in me wants to fix everything.
Usually decisive, I freeze with the unknowing.
Move, move.
Movement frees 
Art becomes a necessity.


Black Lives Matter

I feel words are not enough to express my sorrow for the
ongoing horrific racism, ever-enduring.  I am an atheist but always I say a prayer 
for the black boys when I see them.  be safe, I silently whisper their way. I watch them to make sure that
they are being treated right. Sometimes I eye the policemen who are also watching them. My soul sinks and shivers with the burdens they do not always seem aware of.