Just when things were
Moving forward-SCREECH!
Clank! Nope! Crash!
Reeling from the whiplash.
Now you’re stopped in your tracks,
And they’ve been pulled out
From under you.
All this to say,
You’re uncomfortable.
Un
Comfort
Able
There’s no clear forward,
And no way you’re going back.
You want to run
Or hide in a hole,
But here you are.
Pause.
Lean in.
Listen.
See where you are.
How did you get here?
What does this discomfort,
Disquiet,
Discord - mean?
What is it trying to say
About now?
About you?
Don’t shame the feeling.
Invite it to tea,
And get curious.
