FEELING
the Storm

August 26th, 2017
I wrote late into the wee hours working on this poetry meme last night.
As Hurricane Harvey came into Texas, I reflected on how far I’ve come since my chaos, since my marriage blew up, since I walked through fucking hell.
I have gratitude for much I’ve learned, how vulnerable I’ve become, how strong I live. I felt compelled to put words to paper, as this storm rolled in. How now I’m ready for storms, to let them rain on me, and knowing I can dance in the clouds.
3.5 weeks ago going two days without at least one glass of wine seemed impossible.
What’s in the way, is the way.
Today I’m 26 days alcohol free- ensuring a clearer way to feel the rain.
I hope this speaks to one of you, I hope these words touch one of you, that you can relate, or strive to be here. If this resonates please I’d be honored for you to screen shot one of these and take it for yourself or to share with a friend who could use it or your social media world.
At 2 am 4 weeks ago I could have been pouring one more glass of wine, At 2am 2 years ago I could have been pouring one more glass of wine, taking a line, followed up an hour later with a sleeping pill. Now what happens at 2am? I am falling asleep in a dreamy state post studying filters and fonts and colors. Experimenting and playing with different looks. I am determining the best images to lay my words on!
It’s a delicious space to be. ❤️.


