Nearly a month into summer ‘vacation’ I begin to feel grounded;

begin to pull the thin pieces of myself back together; to stitch the broken and frayed parts of my soul –

– I remember this:

The moments of clarity; of cohesive thoughts

of hope

of the goals I truly have

steeping slow enough into the waters of my life that I begin to see the edges, to expand my reach, to cultivate joy and gratitude

to remember practices I want to incorporate

to recognize the distractions and begin a plan to remain whole all year round.

Give myself time enough to question

to ponder

to grow and become

to truly flourish

to fall and brush off the dust

and in the dusky summer twilight – bluegray tinged with golden porch light

I breathe relief and pray