Image is Georgia O’Keefe’s ‘Ram’s Head/Blue Morning Glory’. A call and response (if you have a rather broad interpretation of such) to the last card I received.
I wove a cocoon of exile
Tensile silks of sadness
Lost in disappearing
Neptune’s daughter drowning
Until I walked your fields
Unraveled myself in your arms
Followed your star
As you ignited my light
Neptune’s daughter now
This week’s prompt:The Star. Next week’s prompt: 9 of Pentacles.
Image is James Jean’s ‘Reclamare’ and all his postcards are from Memu: 100 Postcards published by Chronicle Books. I think this now leaves me with fewer than half a dozen of these cards left (I haven’t sent all 100. I am not sure how many Kim originally sent me!)
Welcome to my headspace.
I’m currently on hiatus from ‘life as I know it’. My phone is switched off. I have cancelled all my appointments and social engagements. My projects are all on hold, though I’m writing if I feel inspired to do so. No pressure though. I’m on a break.
I’m trying to get back to ‘me’. Trying to relieve the clusterfuck in my head and the horrible emptiness inside. Learning to be okay with taking a break and facing the fear of losing momentum. Sounds like a far better prospect than losing me!
Post depression/chronic pain/insomnia, I’m still a work in progress. I’m still unsure how to drive this body in a way that doesn’t destroy it in the process. Jokingly, as in typing this, I’m reminded of Moe Willems awesome book, Don’t Let The Pigeon Drive The Bus.
Unashamedly, this postcard is all about me. No pigeons. And definitely no apologies.
(Apologies though to the postcard artist who, in my current state of mind, I forgot to note down their surname and social media details. Alex, I’m sorry!!)