Speed

Learning to accept what is
as is
unconditionally.

Expecting no change.

Watching Jan’s health deteriorating
depleting
ebbing


Accepting her
as SHE needs it to be
rather than how I think she SHOULD be.


Letting go.

Being without
expectation
judgement
conditions


Allowing her to
go her own path.

Not mine.


In mine, I often wonder what the heck is going on.

Where I’m headed at breakneck speed
hurling though space
on a mad-dash planet that’s off to
somewhere in an insane hurry

How to trust my own destiny.

which right now feels a little dizzy,
like too much. . . . too many. . .

thoughts

words

noise



Not enough. . .
space
emptiness
nothingness


Sometimes I just want . . .
. . .OFF