In the last couple of months I have been collecting poetry to share on the childerness blog because when I was at my very lowest point in my life, poetry was literally one of the only things that made sense to me anymore. It was the place where words live in the “in between” and less was more. I have a few that I will hold near and dear to my heart such as The Journey (by Mary Oliver- PS: please excuse the queer graphics…not my bad) and I also love love love this one by David White.
Now I have a new one that I hold dear that was shared with me by an amazing woman who is part of The Revelation Project who wishes at the moment to remain anonymous.
I really love it- especially the last verse.
A Place to Hang My Hat
I want a place to hang my hat, a place to stash my worries, a place to be bad and still be liked
I want a tribe of women who will be authentic and unforgiving – because we don’t need to be forgiven for who we are.
I want my shoulders to be relaxed and my defenses down because I feel safe in my bones
I want to not have to think politically correct- just know that speaking from the heart a truth will come out-sometimes painful but always a learning experience.
I want to be me, where ever I am and whoever I’m with
I want to check in with my heart not just my head when I’m scared or have a problem
I want to feel whole, not just a walking head who is doing what she thinks she is supposed to do.
I want to look inward which eventually leads me outward on a journey to myself and others
I want to feel whole not feel a hole in my heart when I think of my life
I want to feel warm inside even when outside the world can be cold
I want to shine a light on my feeling of emptiness and see that it isn’t the dark emptiness that I thought, but rather it’s full of things waiting to be found.