When I got sick, I kept going.

When I injured myself, I kept moving.

But when this last storm came,

I stayed in place and literally stopped in my tracks.

I’ve been through storms before—cold

and without power

Stuck without water and the glow

from the grid—but this time

I found comfort in my own resources

I breathed deeply, and I slowed down. 

I watched the snow and wind move

outside my window.

And when the sun went down,

I stayed still and put

with just the light and heat from

the fire in the fireplace.

I let go of time 

as the logs transitioned to powder.

Ah yeah!

I slowed down.

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