beginning the unbinding
she woke up one day and said to herself:
today, I will listen to my heart, let my
moon sign rule my decisions for a change,
use a little energy to gently quiet my brain,
my bento-box brain… in the midst of all this chaos,
no one will notice a little bit more, and birthing
stars need room to move so hush, sweet brain,
I’m going to take some time to dance in the rain,
sing the song of myself and it’s all going to be okay.
The affliction of stifled silence has become too much
and I want to know what it is like to breathe freely
and finally follow my heart, believing fully
that it is not guilty of disorderly conduct.