August 24, 2016

You dropped with a rush of water and blood.

My stomach turned.

Knowing what’s to come.

I walked in the hot summer.

Uncomfortable, irritable.

The waves of contractions rising,

Into the hospital.

Pain, fear, strangers.

You sensed my fear.

You stalled.

You became the teacher.

Of pat...

August 22, 2016

My work these days,​​

To own what is mine.

Not to claim that which is not.

Rather show up and be;

Ordinary.

Social media robs me

Of ordinary’s beauty.

I fill my head,

With its endless barrage

Snapshots of others’ false perfection.

My heart aches.

Longing for my simple life.

Longin...

August 19, 2016

You came into this world on fire.

Commanding the room’s attention.

Me in awe of you.

Teaching me to be free.

Your heart beats like the roar of a lion.

You told me yourself.

Nothing will stop you.

No one can have you.

For you make the rules.

My only hope.

You let me join you.

August 18, 2016

I lost my voice once, twice, many times.

Only now do I see it.

Thirty years in the making.

Two years into healing.

My daughter grabs at my throat for comfort.

It bothered me so.

But now I know,

Why.

To heal me.

Her touch my reminder,

To speak up.

For me, for her, for all.

Please reload

Recent Posts

February 13, 2020

February 13, 2020

September 5, 2017

Please reload

Archive

Please reload

Tags

I'm busy working on my blog posts. Watch this space!

Please reload

berlin, germany | lsoroskinner@gmail.com |

©2017 BY CHICKADEE YOGA. PROUDLY CREATED WITH WIX.COM