set fear aside

I've had writer's block for too long.
Or, more accurately,
the words have been trapped inside me
and I haven't taken the next step
to sit
 down
to write those words...
and they
 get
                                               lost.
When I finally sit down
they're gone
like autumn leaves
fallen to the ground
and then I give up
but deep calls to deep
and there are words and longings
stirring deep within
to not give voice to what wants to be said
becomes a heavy weight that I carry

those words that want to be spoken
--that need to be spilled
don't see the light of day
because I am afraid
afraid of what you might think when
you read those words
what you might read into those words

but to let fear have the final word
allows
too
 much

space

for what isn't true
to grow in place
where truth
could have been spoken
can I risk to let those longings be expressed?
can I let those inner thoughts
be put into words?
once they are put out there
they cannot be taken back
even the eraser
leaves a mark
perhaps it's ok
to set fear aside
and risk
it might let
love
rise
up

this is sacred ground

When the valley is deep 

The terrain is rough

And life as it is 

Is weighing you down 

Rest a moment

Weep a moment

Yell a moment

Despair a moment

Laugh a moment

Get up again and walk on some more

For the divine is here

This is sacred ground

And you are not alone...

A reflection by Rebecca Baxter

picture taken by me, near our home