An exercise with the past

What’s past is
past,
put it behind you,
they say

but
sometimes it
haunts me,
tugging at my sleeves
demanding full attention
reviving each
memory.

I’m learning not to push the past
down or away.
I’m learning how to accept
my experiences
my truth of what happened
not what someone else
told me it was
That was their perspective.
This is mine.
I remind myself
of
where I stand
now.

I repeat this exercise
as needed.
It’s hard to rewire
the pathways
which once carried blame, shame and
grooves of “if only…” and
“I have to
make them
understand.”

I learn to affirm, validate
resisting urges to
justify, defend.

I feel now
overcoming
then.
I look at the ring on my
finger, smiling at
what may
come.

I take a deep breath,
take a step forward,
savor
the sunrise
the words of a poem
the slight cool of a summer’s morning
and begin my
day.

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5 responses to this post.

  1. This is really beautiful. Full of positivity and hope.

    Reply

  2. excellence again Elizabeth. 🙂

    Reply

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