Choice.

 

A poem written by a beautiful magic friend.

Choice!

I keep feeling an old gnarly wound. 

It brings sadness.

It brings tears. 

There is seduction to wallow & follow the stories & find evidence in bucket loads.

What if there was something different?!

What IF you didn’t have a past?

If your identify exploded?

CV wiped clean?

All roles & titles Gone- No ones daughter, sister, partner, wife...

No stories of exes, no one had hurt you, & you hadn’t hurt anyone?

No trauma, pain, suffering..

No stories....

Just here

Now

Present

Alert

Alive

Aware

Awake

Blank page

Fresh & new

Pen in hand to write & create.

Make it whatever you want.

The old is Gone.

The gift of Right here

Only the radiance of Here. 

- Susan Scott