Writing again…

FullSizeRender (1)School’s out.  I am alone in my new apartment.  I am learning to be alone again. I am enjoying certain aspects of being alone.  I can cook in my own kitchen, my main living area is organised how I like it and clean, I can sleep as late as I want without being disturbed, and I can write anytime I want.

I have gathered some valuable insights from what I allowed to happen to me.  I am finally able to write about them and it feels good and I don’t cry.  I am mainly just astonished I deceived myself so much in this past relationship.  But as my counsellor tells me we all want to be loved and we seek it out.  Stop beating myself up about what happened.

Part of my recovery is writing poems about the relationship moments that were pivotal in extracting me.  They are juicy and ripe with meaning. I think they will also be for the world.  From the ice in the marriage bed to the heat of the Methow Valley, I am coming out into the light.

My latest 2 publications:

Albatross Anxiety

 

The Garden of Eden

 

 

 

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Published by: Basicallybarb

Barbara A Meier is a poet, teacher, and mother, trying to write her way out of Kansas, anxiety and depression. Instead of indulging in feeling like garbage, trash, or rubbish, she chooses to examine the debris of her life by writing poems about it. After all as a forgiven, child of God, simultaneously saint and sinner, she is loved and cherished by her God.

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