Everything changed
when I was 11
I moved from the deserts of the Mojave
to the forests near Yosemite
From a house to an apartment
to be with my grandma
before her passing
*
I stopped playing music
I started playing chess
I started hanging out with friends late
in a 1990 teal top-down mustang
I had my first boyfriend
who lived up the street
I started smoking cigarettes regularly
I drank whiskey once a day
concealed in a soda can to keep it my secret
*
Grandma helped me with
my algebra homework
when she had the energy
She still made me laugh with
all the silly thing she said
She still was beautiful even with
no hair and an oxygen tank
She didn't have enough breath
anymore to play harmonica with me
*
Then grandma passed
That's when my life was flipped
upside-down once again
*
The day we buried her
it was my best friend's birthday
I went to her party for a while
after the funeral
When I came home
hell's fires were burning
next to an empty bottle of Everclear
My mom was throwing my world
off the second story balcony
She forced me to leave
*
I left everything there
except a bag of things
I collected from the scattered leaves
I slept in the cemetery
up the street
*
Everyone says
I am just like my grandma
It was like now that she's gone
my mom felt the need to kill me
*
So I became a ghost
I haunted the roads
*
Eventually I found my way
back home
Way back down south
to the desert again
*
Back then I was an atheist
I wandered through
the junipers and joshua trees
feeling like if there was a god
he hated me
*
I didn't want to believe
that a talking dictator in the sky
would plan such a life for me
I preferred to understand life
through science and physics
*
But I yearned to have a connection
with something higher than myself
I wanted to believe in something
beyond numbers and logic
*
That's when I discovered
meditation and Buddhism
That's when I realized
that reincarnation
and the first law of thermodynamics
are the same thing
Spirituality suddenly started to make sense
*
Then one day
through all my wandering
I started to feel
my connection to the Earth
The fractalicious webs that connect me
to all things of this universe
*
I looked into my reflection
upon the desert ponds of spring
and recognized I am a spiritual being
*
I was 11 when everything changed
It was under the desert sun of May
when the fields were flooded
orange with poppies
*
It was when I was all alone
when I found god
It was then I realized
wherever I go
I am never alone
About the Creator
Sarah Jane
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