I Was Laying In Shavasana

We get to say what we need to 

Being thankful opens up the channel 

I can take the feeling with me 

Although 

I can never take you where I am going 

Knowing that should loosen it 

We still find ourselves holding on 

In the messages of gratitude there is real work 

All year we move quickly 

Wanting more 

I was laying in shavasana 

And the faces came 

One by one I was thanking them in my own way 

Without force 

Just letting them come up 

I saw you and you and you and realized I had made a life 

Big and full of challenges 

Closer we come to knowing what we must 

I can take the feeling with me 

But I can never take you there 

Or you or you or you 

As it boils the triggers in me 

Sadness easily there waiting for joy to join them 

Climbing slowly up the hill as it accepts the truth 

Joy in its moody state needing to know 

And for this 

I am thankful 

3 responses to “I Was Laying In Shavasana”

  1. Been reflecting through some old photographs that have resurfaced, from the holidays a mere three years ago. You have a heart of gold and a spirit of silliness that embraces those who you choose to love fiercely. I wish joy and peace and as much tenacity and resilience through suffering as possible for you. Truly truly.

    1. Wow, I missed this somehow. It’s very odd, in the last few months I feel capable of receiving it. And have seen brighter lights around the past more recently, so the timing is fitting. Thank you for it, all of it.. I appreciate your courage to stand in the places most are afraid to. Always did. I wish you the same and some silliness along the way.

  2. You capture a place, a feeling that I’m sure many have had, but could not have expressed it the way you have in this piece. Beautiful work!

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