Familiar seasons...

The seasons of one's soul

are unique to one's experiences.

We learn as we go

what makes us safe

and comfortable.

My childhood

was

nervous

determined

high strung

yet

still seeking

still curious

still positive

still half full...

The winds

of change,

The heat

of emotion

The storms

of confusion

The gentle rain

of growth

The howling tempests

of indecision

The warmth

of inner light

The glow

of intuition

The calm

of resolve

whirled

within me.

I was 

taught to listen

to my inner voice.

I wanted to believe

in myself...

but

it

took

awhile...

A gentle voice

 has always

whispered to me

in my dreams.

Causing me to be

still and quiet

to hear the words

of wisdom

and love.

Having children

in my thirties

motivated me

to be

all

I could be.

It was crucial

for me

to pass on

to

 them

to listen

to their intuition

to hear it

believe it

trust it.

In the process

I learned too.

We three

have

a

bond of strength

as

 intertwined

unions

of

the tightest

 rope.

Distance

is

indifferent

as

the memory

of

holding them

in my

womb.

It's times

like these

when things are uncertain

I can feel safe

because

I listened

and

trusted

I am

doing the right thing...

Believing

the end result

will

unfold

and

reveal

I

was

on

the

right

path

all along...

These are the familiar seasons of my life...

~~dkb