On Hiatus

I’m taking a break. I need to place my focus inward and find Spirit there. I need to write more personal things too. I’m beginning to write the story of me.

Its prelude goes something like this:

Love crosses a no-man’s-land with both hands up. It doesn’t matter who’s involved; every caress leaves a scar if you’ve got the eyes for it, as every touch disturbs atoms, molecules, cells. When you are a lover you give like a wound. When you’re a child you’re mostly lungs, expecting everything to come as quickly as the air, and when you’re too young to know you’re a self at all, you’re a solider who can’t tell a bullet from a kiss. Some kisses are bullets indeed.

And oh, how I wanted to be shot.

What does that make me? Soldiers aren’t called victims. Perhaps if they were, they’d be called murderers too. 

I was young.


4 thoughts on “On Hiatus

  1. I like it and can relate to an extent. It sounds like a wonderful beginning my beautiful friend. Sorry I have not been in contact, but I’m still taking your great advice and getting Polar Bear to help me out as my health is still not where I would like it to be. I actually had a dream about a black bear the other night, which seemed to be quite significant. I hope you are well and I look forward to reading more when you are ready to write again.
    Much love and light to you my bright soul xxx


    1. No worries my dear, I know you’re still struggling and I’m sorry it’s so hard for you. I hope good things will come your way soon! Take care and be filled with healing and joy 🙂

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