My car crashed Monday night in to the guard rail. Then I skidded back out on to the freeway and 180'd on the first-rain oil-slick hydroplane of road til I was facing oncoming traffic. I was knocked out for just a sec but some part louder in me than my regular head woke me up by screaming at me you're alright you're alright cmon so I moved out of the way in time. I have never been so scared and also, now I have no home.
I miss my mom and dad. And brother and sister-in-law, my baby new niece, my cousins and friends.
In the deep place tonight next to the redwoods by the stream I prayed to the earth bc that's the only thing I really pray to that listens, afterall. It said husshhhh, hussshhhhh. So I remembered, be still. There is no place to be but where you're at. Which frees up the energy for all else to come about as it will.
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You're a survivor. Make the most of it!
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