Daniel in the lion's den was let alone, because he asked G to make it so. If I lie down with my lions, rest my body, release my 'plight' , and ask..? will it be so?
Can my lions let me alone?
I am not fooled. For ages, I believed my day would come when the boys were both in school and I had the six hours a week to myself. MY DAY!!
but, it doesn't play that way. sickness, laundry, bizzybizzy. . . and the time is eaten up. will i forever be looking into the future for the relief? the pleasure?
I don't trick myself into thinking I am overly burdened. I am not. I have this life, I get tired of it sometimes, but it is mine and much of what I don't like about it is my own doing, or what I have allowed to be. . .
there is a lot of good in it. I am thirsty for many things, and much of what the body craves is not infact, very good for the body. I am not a pregnant body. Trip trap.
All this work, and I still need help to be still, to feel fulfillment, to get feedback, to look around without judgement and enjoy the hell out of this life in my hands. . . here I am.
Give me more.
Heartbreak is the National Anthem, by Rob Sheffield
16 hours ago
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