pressure...

Pressure...

That feeling in your chest as though you are about to "POP"...

The doubts, the worries, and the resurgence of faith in your abilities...

Holding fast to the certainty that within you lies a lion, a Warrior, a Goddess!

Battle cry both fierce and joyous for you are greater than the weight upon you...

Greater than the fear within you...

Brighter than the moon that shines like a swollen belly in the midnight sky...

All of the challenges before you exist because you can handle them...

Let the pressure bring your brilliance to the top...

You are AWESOME!

rain...

cool breezes gust so strong

pitter pat splish splash splat

feeding my soil feeding my soul

and leaving beauty in your wake

Ode To The Fog

Oh fog my friend

such a big old stubborn cloud.

Hanging low like a blanket

but you're too damp to be cuddled.

You have a unique beauty

one only you can boast.

When you visit I stay closer

to the ones I love the most.

So thank you fog for your presence

and the rest it always brings.

Keep me close to little munchkins

a truly precious gift.

~Ruth~