Serena Arnold
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Just Move a Little
Just move a little. Easier said sometimes right? What if one step led to two steps, and two steps led to four? Now a stroll in the light that truly revives heart and mind. Clarity and peace come with each shoe sole touching the ground. Strength and confidence are found again. Breathing becomes easier the more each breath is released. Sweat is welcome, a sign of determination and endurance. An addictive behavior it becomes, but one that restores, restructures and transforms. Just move a little. This new found pleasure has moments of pain which results in new strength. Feeling the weight of this journey as I run into energy. Resting becomes a luxury, as is needed to remain in this place of flexibility. A new day may bring an uncomfortable stretching but as I embrace this new way, I continue to find my strength. Just move a little. As I look forward to the next push, pull and lunge, a new way of thinking has begun. The dullness has brightened. The fogginess has cleared. So thankful for this place, one I now revere. One step led to two steps. Two steps led to four. A stroll in the light truly revived my heart and mind and I am better now for sure. Just move a little.
By Serena Arnold5 years ago in Poets
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Humming a song tonight, I’m reminded how much I missed you, music. Been thinking. Another day thinking. What else can I do? What else should I do? What more have I missed? Intelligence, greatness and confidence dance away. But since when do I have to feel something in order to already be or become anyway? So much to give but how to give it, I don’t know. The melodic notes spoke. This more I’m trying to conjure up and figure out is already there, inside, waiting for a door to open wide. I’m the one with the key. I’m the one with the power of opening more. It’s been there all along. I’ve been sitting on the song. There’s more. It’s always been inside. Open the door.
By Serena Arnold5 years ago in Poets
