I was worried
and I was anxious
I used to cling to things like thoughts
and ideas
and plans
As I tumbled I grabbed hold of stubs of grass
sliding in gravel
Weightless.
I would hit the end of a disintegrated dream
mentally and physically drained
but then it struck me as I sat at the bottom of yet another steep slope
This universe doesn’t drop us
we drop ourselves
*header photo from my shearing series of photos (on Flickr) a dog musters the sheep. They look powerless and they usually are. Sadly, sheep are very fearful creatures. and the fear makes them easy to control and muster.
My “These 2 Hands” project on Substack is also free . Yesterday, I posted about one of our local butchers. I am not into meat much these days, but I buy it and cook it for my husband and always have a chat. This one went deeper and now when I walk into the store my butcher is three dimensional instead of just a face, because I know more of his story. I’m loving this project.
https://open.substack.com/pub/kateduffwriter?r=1frfdp&utm_medium=ios
