a moment, a star to mark what has been left out.
left out? so many things.
*the insecurity that keeps us back… we believe its insecurity that keeps us from being our wild and precious stuff.
*people keep saying they are grieved by mary oliver’s death. i am not. she has left us such a precious gift, my god, what more does anyone want from a life?
nothing gold can stay.
but i can read her glitter absolutely any time that i want to, or need to. Its still here. ITS STILL HERE!!!
*the adulting that makes us need tell another adult we don’t want to romantically pursue them. or have them pursue us.
the feeling that results when there is no pursuit. even if the above sentence is also true.
*the place in myself that is getting depressed at not meeting anyone that fires up my heart fires. maybe a belief that nothing gold can stay is making its weight felt too heavily.
*the deep worry that it is not insecurity, but fatheaded laziness that keeps us from our greater wild. inability. lassitude.
because maybe that is true.
these are the left-outs. the misfits. the misfires.