(Thanks for the inspiration, Colleen Brown (https://bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com/2018/07/09/i-listen-for-the-whisper/)
If I sit still enough
If I sit long enough and
If I am quiet enough –
I hear the voices…
They are whispers of the past. They are promises of today and dreams for the future.
In the calm. In the quiet. In the moment. I rest my mind to focus on the here and now.
The doctor speaks. Her words are unclear. My immediate future is about to set its course through her words, “You are good for another three weeks, Stacey”, or “You need further treatment”.
My mind races. My nerves fray. I wait. One more hour. For the verdict on my immediate future.
It never changes. I’m always walking on eggshells. What will my blood work reveal? Will I be able to manage?
The wind sends whispers.
I need to listen.
Feel them on my face.
Inhale the ethereal message.
Have hope. Have courage. All in due time, Stacey, all in due time.
I sit still
And listen for the message.