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A poem from Chapter 22: Staring Down a Dream: A Mom, a Marathoner, a Mission.
To Heal My eyes fixed on the pen My hand hesitant Body heavy in the chair Write something, anything. I pause— images float to the surface of my mind I want to shove them back down— forget Pick up the pen and face yourself, cheers Natalie Goldberg. I clutch the pen My hand begins from left to right Words appear—memories printed along the 45 miles of nerves making up my body Tingles, burns, and zaps shout in protection. Keep writing, keep writing. My pen moves fast across the page Words not allowed to be said Truth swept under the rug in black ink stares back at me Keep going, keep going. I hear the whisper from the page My fist loosens around the pen I breathe—notice the tension in my back, hip and shoulders begin to soften. Inhale, exhale— breath deepens. My vigilant nervous system is standing down My heart slows— no longer racing in fear There is no lion here. Keep writing, keep writing is all I hear My back releases its grip with each word safe to slump over the page — I am safe. The sentences move down the paper— to confront, to heal I have the right to write, says Julia Cameron. My shoulders drop from my ears at the last sentence. I set down the pen until tomorrow To start again— confront my fears, write my story, find my voice, And start again.
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One of my highlights of 2023 was hanging out with
on The Uplifters Podcast.
10895
That bib number says it all
Nothing else to prove…
Jules…Goldberg and Cameron are wonderful coaches for the writer/poet in you, but I respectfully submit, that what you endured to so proudly wear 10895 at the START and FINISH of the Marathons of Marathons is ALL you’ll ever need to get you wherever you desire to go. Was it Edison who said “life is 99% perspiration and 1% inspiration”? Perhaps it is the truth. It certainly rings true for me. I’ve always had to dig a deep well to find the life giving water.
Steps over finish
To pick up pen and share truth
Runner keeps going