From the diaries
of Lindsay Mills
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for those who want a taste of my story,
see the penultimate chapter in Permanent Record - available wherever fine books are sold
delving into the mind
the man
that opened many eyes
and certainly changed my world
proud
to see a life
preserved on these pages
so more eyes can be open
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carryall
filled with see you soons
what will ensues
and i miss yous
all the memories we made
and the ones yet to come
travel
is always a mixed bag of emotions
whether she's coming
or going
she felt free
lighter
renewed in rays of hope
until that old familiar shadow
doubt mixed with self-loathing
crept up
and called itself to center stage
commanding she question
which role
she'd like to play
- optimist or pessimist -
it's more than okay
to dream
get carried away
in joys and maybes
float
in fluffy fantasies
for even when gravity grasps
lightness and air can remain
she moves with lightness
freeing herself of inner barriers
unlocking her unique illuminating center
core
so she may live
from a glowing heart space
courageously
without fear or judgement
from this place of truth
and power
she honors her sacred self
by letting go
growing but fragile
stretching shell limits
until her world breaks
chick
born into new life
unsure of where to fly
but facing forward
feeling old life settle
into her still forming bones
as she gazes into uncharted skies
wide-eyed
a turn
from sunken shadow
to awakening
all the possibilities
available in this sliver of light
signify a new cycle
beginning
instantaneous transformation
doesn't happen
it comes from patience
time spent dissolving
absorbing nutrients
inside an insulated shell
chrysalis
a space to regenerate
realign energy and awaken
stir
slowly split open
and begin again
tap into the well
all the tears
the heartache
and past selves
release
bring them to this reservoir
and bathe
under moonlight
with compassion
and gentleness as guides
helping to rid
what is no longer needed
