One year and
Three hair colours between
Two photos.
Has it been a lifetime?
Or just a moment?
My soul is tired.
My heart hurts more often than it doesn’t.
Every time I survive the worst waves
and start treading water
and start catching my breath
and start believing land might be somewhere on the horizon
it turns out it’s the swell of a tsunami.
And a spiritual guide pointed out the convergence and
the pulling apart from all angles.
He used his hands to demonstrate and
in this viscerally
I felt seen for the first time.