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Poem: The hardest chapter of my life
There’s frost ❅ on the decking outside
And despite the cold
I find, inside, I feel warm
I feel at peace
Open heart to receive
And still...
This has been easy the hardest chapter of my life
Not knowing whether to turn
left
or
right
A fight between mind and heart
Trying to build new foundations that will last
From the debris of my past
Versions of me that never had the space to breathe
Because to feel free
I needed to face the darkest parts of me
Find a way to meet them with compassion
Am I brave?
How long will I have to wait for it to all make sense?
"You can keep looking over the fence to see if the grass is greener
Or you can notice you’ve already arrived
What was once a dream of the mind
Is now fully awakened inside"
Because it was who I became on the ride
With every long stride
And small step
Every time I leant more into the depths
Found resilience through every test
I came to feel a little more blessed
A little more present
Isn’t this what I truly wanted?
Maybe it was never about the 'things'
But the learnings my pursuit of them would bring
Or, maybe, what is true
Is that it’s both
Where every note♩ adds to a song
So did everything I went through teach me to belong
So that when I received what my heart could see
Through many waves of serendipity
My heart would already be full
Because I’d already answered my own call
I’d given myself what I, needed first
Learnt how to serve
Nurse open wounds
So that soon,
what I’d experience in my life
Would only be a reflection of what was first, inside.
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If you’d like to connect more intimately with this poetry, you can read my book, 44, here.
If something sparked in you as you read, share it with me [email protected] or in the comments below.
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Thank you for this photo by Annie Spratt which you can find on Unsplash
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There’s frost ❅ on the decking outside
And despite the cold
I find, inside, I feel warm
I feel at peace
Open heart to receive
And still...
This has been easy the hardest chapter of my life
Not knowing whether to turn
left
or
right
A fight between mind and heart
Trying to build new foundations that will last
From the debris of my past
Versions of me that never had the space to breathe
Because to feel free
I needed to face the darkest parts of me
Find a way to meet them with compassion
Am I brave?
How long will I have to wait for it to all make sense?
"You can keep looking over the fence to see if the grass is greener
Or you can notice you’ve already arrived
What was once a dream of the mind
Is now fully awakened inside"
Because it was who I became on the ride
With every long stride
And small step
Every time I leant more into the depths
Found resilience through every test
I came to feel a little more blessed
A little more present
Isn’t this what I truly wanted?
Maybe it was never about the 'things'
But the learnings my pursuit of them would bring
Or, maybe, what is true
Is that it’s both
Where every note♩ adds to a song
So did everything I went through teach me to belong
So that when I received what my heart could see
Through many waves of serendipity
My heart would already be full
Because I’d already answered my own call
I’d given myself what I, needed first
Learnt how to serve
Nurse open wounds
So that soon,
what I’d experience in my life
Would only be a reflection of what was first, inside.
Get full access to Uncomfortably, Beautifully Human at uncomfortablybeautifullyhuman.substack.com/subscribe
If you’d like to connect more intimately with this poetry, you can read my book, 44, here.
If something sparked in you as you read, share it with me [email protected] or in the comments below.
post contributors:
Thank you for this photo by Annie Spratt which you can find on Unsplash
Emma Evelyn is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.
Get full access to Uncomfortably, Beautifully Human at uncomfortablybeautifullyhuman.substack.com/subscribe