Wednesday, September 12, 2012

I Walk

i walk
to fight the demons

i walk
to sort my thoughts

i walk 
to face my failures

i walk
to find my dreams

i walk
to battle pain

i walk
to conquer fears

i walk
to ease the madness

i walk 
to drown the noise

i walk
to lose the baggage

i walk
to heal my heart

i walk
to find myself

i walk...

but one day


I recently started walking every day.  Every day is a new journey, a new battle, a new discovery.  As I walk, my heart and mind do battle.  When the weight of my past heartaches and mistakes fill my head and invade my soul, my head bows and I struggle to lift my feet.  I fight to lift my head and push on, one step at a time.  As I look where I am going, the disappointments of my past roll down my back.  And for a brief moment I begin to dream again.  I begin to see a different life.  I begin to believe in me.  And so, I walk.

Copyright 2012 Ramblings by Dawn.  All rights reserved.

Monday, September 10, 2012


i looked in the mirror
i wasn't there
some other face
an empty stare

the curtains drawn
no passion burns
faded thoughts
of lessons learned

memories scattered
failures loom
is it over
seems too soon

this must change
i am not done
time to live
find the sun

stand up tall
breathe real deep
open my eyes
take the leap

The past couple of weeks I have been experiencing an awakening.  I am not sure where I am headed.  Don't know what the future holds.  But, I do know I have spent too many years existing.  Time to fly.

Copyright 2012 Ramblings by Dawn.  All rights reserved. 

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Learning to Walk...Again

watch your step
one foot in front of the other
one step at a time

when watching your feet
though you keep moving
there is no telling where you will end up

lose your focus
lose your dreams
lose your balance

look up
shoulders back
push forward
learn to walk

I walked a trail with a friend this week.  Well, not the whole trail, but part of it.  She encouraged me to push my shoulders back and suck in my gut.  She told me to look up and taught me how to breathe.  Look up and breathe.  Things I had forgotten.  I struggled with looking forward while walking.  I was afraid of losing my balance and falling.  I had to be reminded a few times to look up.  Amazingly enough when I quit looking down, kept my eyes forward  my balance started improving.  Who knew that watching your feet actually makes it harder to balance.  

The breathing, well that was more difficult to master.  In fact, I am still practicing that.  I am finding that breathing correctly I feel better and think more clearly.  Breathing the wrong way makes me feel like I am suffocating. 

Along the trail were several hills.  The first couple, I thought I would die or stumble and roll back down them. As we walked the trail the hills were steeper and longer.  I discovered that they didn't seem quite so bad when I looked up, focused ahead and kept breathing.

As I figured out how to keep my shoulders back, suck in my gut, look up and breathe all at the same time I was rewarded with a flood of positive energy and beautiful views of the world I live in.  

Thanks to my friend...I am learning to walk again.

Copyright 2012 Ramblings by Dawn.  All rights reserved.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Beyond the Fence

through the trenches
up the hill
over the obstacles
face the fears
change the world
reach out your hand
take a trip
climb a mountain
sail the ocean
learn something new
make new friends
help those in need
find your bliss
nourish your soul
exceed the limits
reach your potential


the sky's the limit
beyond the fence

Every morning Drakke(the dog) and I go out the back door to greet the day.  Drakke stands at the top of the stairs and looks over the fence.  When he spots the neighbors dogs, he rushes down the stairs to the fence and barks.  After the barking he travels around the yard next to the fence.  He chases the rabbit that has slipped in under the gate.  He crouches down looking under the gate longingly.  He then goes around the yard again, stopping now and then to crouch down and peek under the fence.  Back to the top of the stairs, he goes.  He stands looking out over the fence in all directions. After a couple of minutes he goes back inside, crawls under his blanket to dream of life beyond the fence.

The saddest part of this story...I am right there watching him.  In a sense, I am doing the very same thing.  I grow weary of dreaming of life beyond the fence.  Now if I could just remember which box I stuffed my courage in.

Copyright 2012 Ramblings by Dawn.  All rights reserved.