December 2012... The Month It All Shifted

The free-fall of autumn
skidded to a screeching stop
seven days before Christmas.

Clawing out from under the yoke of expectation,
I steeled myself against the frigid aftermath of
good intentions gone wrong,
lies, and accusations.

What I found
as I faced the frost
was a sturdy blanket wrapped around my shoulders
and a warm cup of kindness
waiting by the phone.

My hope is that all of you, my friends and relations, arrive safely in a new year full of better health, happier times, and wealth beyond your wildest dreams (whatever wealth looks like for you). May you be reminded that you are loved on a daily basis (if not hourly) and may you choose to stand in your own truth without fear and without judgment. You are forever beautiful.

Happy 2013!

Cycling Incubus

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