Healing

HEAL

from The Liminal Space

In the small town I look up at the crescent moon and

the water tower with its painted carousel;

middle earth is where everything grows.

I dreamt of a fluorite necklace.

It found me the next day

at the fair-trade market—

I should buy a bowl of tumbled gems

and sprinkle them in my house

or hold one in my hand while I sleep

or put a crown over my brow

to heal or clear the worry I own.

I have thought a lot about ‘healing.’ I am working on healing parts of me that needed it. Oftentimes I’m not even aware that I need to heal a certain part of myself until a person comes along and says something to me that instantly heals that part of me that was broken and in need of repair. That moment when energy flows through me and I know I am better and stronger, is the alchemy we search for. No doubt I’ve searched for this healing in the wrong places and the wrong people at times. And they might create other messes that need to be fixed at some point. As I’ve gotten older, I realize people that are healers to me and others. I consider myself a healer, but I can only help and heal when I am in a good place and have the energy and words to soothe.

I do hope my poetry heals others. It’s so important to realize this and take the gift given even if you only know that person for a short time. One of my favorite songs is ‘For Good’ from the musical Wicked. I’m trying to get better about understanding people who might only be in my life for a short time – for a reason – and to be grateful for the time we had and the healing they provided.

FOR GOOD

from Wicked

…That people come into our lives for a reason

Bringing something we must learn

And we are led

To those who help us most to grow

If we let them

And we help them in return

Well, I don't know if I believe that's true

But I know I'm who I am today

Because I knew you

Let’s talk soon.

With affection,

Carrie VS