Old love

twisted and folded
gaps where we’re weathered
rust and mould and heart and soul
stubborn togetherness
far down the road
collections of stories
libraries of kinds of love
part and parcel of what we were told
about growing old and the rush of gold
your hands feel rough
I can see through your eyes
I see the lines on my face
so many lines
shaped by only one life


What to do?

So, you don’t know what to do?

I don’t know what to do to:

  • – always be kind and generous
  • – not hurt people
  • – not be scared so often
  • – keep it together
  • – live the life I (think) I should…
  • – etc.


Do you also have a list?
As in:
You don’t know what to do this weekend? You don’t know what to do to earn more money, change your life, become ‘that’ person, feel safe, not be so much of you, keep it smooth, look classy, not get hurt, keep winning, get more likes…..
(fill in the blanks….).

It can become a bit much, this list.
It can obscure our view so badly it seems as if we’re heading into a black hole with no clue what to do. And so we just sit there. And wait for something to happen. Even if it’s the lamest distraction, something can feel better than nothing/the black hole.

In the meantime, this might be something to consider. Toss the list. Even if you don’t have a list, make one just so you can toss it, because the thing is this: you do know stuff. You can do stuff. You have powers.

You know how to call people. People you love. People you are scared of calling. People you need to stand up to.

You know how to listen. Someone else is talking and you are there. Nowhere else. Right there, with what they are saying. That’s it.

You know how to give gifts. No attachments, and (yup) the gift can be for you. Maybe you want to gift yourself a potplant, or you say you are done with all this shopping and are dying to just have a nap. Do it.

Ok, you get the idea. And an idea is all it is. But when abstraction hits again, just know, you have these kinds of superpowers.