From: The Future - a poem
From: The Future
I'm doing it, I'm finally moving! I've been by the new place a few times already and it is, in a good way, even less futuristic than I imagined it could be. But...I'm scared I'll be settled and then something will remind me of the old place and I'll want to go forward again. My contingency plans are there! My points to make in that argument I'm probably going to have! AND a TON of my fears are there...unattended!
The new place though...it's so rich and in my face and constantly happening! It just is...you know! I like it. I think I love it! I think can let go of the future.
My new address? Oh yeah, it's just "Now".
While backpacking with my family I found myself in half a dozen moments, at least, that were absolutely wonderful! We are miles away from roads and have barely seen anyone yet me and my whole family are there each connecting with nature in our own way, happy to be there, all healthy, all getting along as if we’re just in our own backyard. It’s so peaceful. It’s nature in such a focused way that you either loathe it or treat it like you’re just going back to where you belong. Swimming, looking closely at each rock, sitting in a hammock reading, falling into a nap to the sounds of laughter barely making it through the wind, watching the mother deer and her two fawns get their required vitamins by licking our pee spots (lol), and then at dark everything is wrapped in a strange blanket of silence that maybe only a fairly recently burned forest can provide.
In a few of these moments I had the realization that these are the golden years. This day, this moment is one of the memories I’ll cherish for a long time. This realization and the tears that came with it allowed me to sink into the moment absorbing it. Living it. Being grateful for it.
I wrote the above poem when I was spontaneously invited to come to a poetry group. I’m so glad I did. It feels like a new way of processing or enriching emotions.
