Serious, Serious.
Boo boo, baa baa. Just smile a little, it feels great.
Hee haw, oink oink. Be silly a little, it’s so fun.
Deep and slight. Chest lifts and falls.
Close your eyes. Think nothing at all.
Feel your heart calm. Your tension release.
Lay quite still. Keep breathing deep.
You make me laugh gleefully. It makes me feel like a little girl in a chocolate shop.
You keep me warm. Those mysterious deep eyes of yours, embrace me.
Your touch melts me inside. I dream of us together.
Does it have a color? Or a particular smell?
Can it be explained in theory? Or proved against or for?
Does it resemble a trait? Or is it required to be learned?
Can it be drawn on paper? Or painted on a canvas?
Confidence is not just a word, or a feeling. It is the ability to be yourself. To love yourself. Even though our bodies may be different (as individuals, as moms or dads, as people), we are all unique and beautiful. The outside is the outside, it is what our eyes see. The inside, the light…
If there is one thing I have learned from both my daughter, and some very silly movies I like, is to dance silly. Dancing silly, or otherwise known as dancing like no one can see you, can instantly lighten your mood.
I’ve moved 12 times in the last 13 years…
What am I running from? Is it wanderlust? Who knows.