Inside Out

Read these weekly reflections on The Huffington Post and VividLife.

Everything in nature is bruised and worn. This is how each tree and hill gets its beauty. We are no different.

 

Inside Out

I was taken aback, when

joining a fitness club, at

the history of my body: a

rib removed, torn ligaments

in an ankle, torn muscle in a

knee, torn meniscus in the

other, arthritic thumbs, a

skull bone worn thin

by a tumor.

 

At first, I felt battered,

but smiled to realize that

I stand like a small cliff

worn full of holes in which

stray birds nest and I wake

with the dreams they have

while resting in me.

 

Each question carried

for a lifetime opens

like a hole worn in stone

through which the wind

finally sings.

 

 

A Question to Walk With: Begin to describe the history of your own body and how life has shaped you.