A Love Letter to Ohio

I could have missed it, a moment that arrived on a whisper of the wind,

If I wasn’t listening.

But the land commanded I listen.

I crawled into bed at 2am last night

Eyes bloodshot

Heart full

Bones heavy

Surrendering to the night.

Except I couldn’t just sink into sleep because I had an eighteen-pound best friend snarfling in my face and pouncing on my chest.

I slid my hand under the blankets and played her favorite game as my eyes closed.

I could have missed that moment.

The part where joy and love replaced fatigue.

A gift that carried me into the night better than came.

For some reason, I didn’t miss it this time.

“You can’t push the River”

A message, a reminder, that came to me this morning somewhere from deep inside my dream.

A breeze stirred on my walk to the barn,

Before I knew it, I was enveloped in a warm hug from the puppy I’d snuggled the day before.

Breathing in a memory of a home that really was -home-

Could’ve been just a dirty jacket I put on.

A moment walked through unnoticed.

For some reason, it wasn’t.

I looked out over an arena that I’ve half decided to re-do, half decided to let g(r)o(w).

In it were seven geese.

Honking, meandering, enjoying the gift of an unfinished project.

I’ve never seen geese on this property before… they’re story tellers, you know.

I could have missed their story.

In the past I would have.

I would have sat with the ‘to-do’s’

Today, I sat with them instead.

I closed my eyes as seven geese told me a story of seven listening ears.

A story written with seven beautiful humans just hours before this very moment.

A piece of them left with me, transformed, carried across the wind on wings.

I wondered what piece of myself was left behind with them.

Toes in the sand,

A tree breathing her song of gratitude into a wind chime over head.

I had to laugh.

Everything I’d co-created this weekend was here too, in its own way.

Spilling into corners of my life, as a reminder of how connected it all really is.

I could have missed it, but because of you…

I didn’t.

| This message is an honoring of my first solo clinic experience, which has filled my heart beyond measure |

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