Poem: Done


A line in the sand

drawn

a boundary

Standing

looking to the other side

with preservation as a comrade

and inner peace

as the victory cry

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Poem: Self Portrait


crazy me

Incarcerated moments

exacting their pound of flesh

She became a softer version of herself

as though the artist had taken a cloth

and smoothed her pastel portrait Picasso edges

Until she was almost

unrecognizable

 

Unintended Consequence


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The law of unintended consequences….

I heard this term used today and it was new to me. It intrigued me. In looking it up, I found that the context that it is often in reference to the human effect on the environment (usually negative). But I wondered about it within my own life. Surely this law has played a role somewhere….

In thinking about it, initially I believed it was my haphazard approach to living that would bring unintended consequences to my life. So many of my previous decisions seemed terribly unplanned; my huge degree of boredom would motivate me into life altering steps with utter abandon. So then, of course, there would always be unintended consequences to these choices. Ones that propelled me forward down a path that allowed no turning back.

Sometimes, others choices set me down these unintended paths–the consequences to be paid then were hefty and to be dragged with me forever. But they defined me too and made me the person I am. Good? Bad? At moments, either/both… The weight of these, had they been changed, could have reset the entire course of my journey. Had they understood the consequences completely, where would I be now? Different consequences I suppose.

But really, even with a direct approach to life, I still face things unintended. Don’t we all? Think about it: what may be the unintended consequence of each action we take? It’s all ripple effect. It can be huge. Or maybe just something simple. The point is that nothing we do is without meaning. We bounce off of something else.

Maybe I am simplifying this concept.

But really, when it comes down to it: many things we do come with great responsibilities.

So now that this is in my head, I will try to be more aware of its presence: in my life and in the greater world. By its very meaning, I won’t be able to change anything I guess, as the outcome will be unintended. But maybe, if on the front end I think more carefully, the consequences can be good.

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Phoenix 


This fellow was outside on the grounds when I came out of work. He only has one good leg, yet he seems to manage pretty well.

Like me, he has learned to balance in life. To take the time to make adjustments when life might throw something to knock you over.

Maybe you are no longer the person  you once were–thrown off kilter by the unexpected. And now you stand as a different you.

But no matter what changes, whether physical or other, it is all still you.

For we are not finite. Instead, an ever morphing being. And it is our job, like this bird, to go with each change and think:

I am a Phoenix