Time Changes People

March Moments #3

March is in full swing and renewal is making its way back to the tracks of my mind. When I think about the notion of renewal, it leads me to think about the relationships I have and how I cultivate them. I wonder about the ways in which I work on my own communication skills and what it is that I want in the relationships that I’m learning how to nourish.

I know each of us hold unhealthy traits, but we’re all accountable for unlearning them. Not everyone does this at the same time…or ever.

These are the moments no one talks about when you’re on a healing journey. And the grief that comes from these realizations is profoundly challenging to navigate. Sometimes people leave without explanation and all you can do is not take it personal, wish them well, and continue to pour that love into you.

In a piece titled, Missing Without Mending by Alex Elle, she explains these transitions so eloquently:

“I've also learned that holding onto every relationship isn't required for a full or loving life. We're often taught to forgive at all costs, to [repeatedly] smooth over fractures, and to ignore how we've been hurt in the name of peace—in the vain of “blood is thicker than water,” or "but you've known them for so long." We're told to stay, to bend, to compromise ourselves for the sake of others' comfort or potential, even when doing so diminishes our light. Choosing to unlearn this is an act of self-preservation.”

I’ll continue to ground myself into what brings me joy and spread my time amongst the places and people who reciprocate the effort. Here’s the piece that came from this stream of consciousness.

.:Thank you for taking the time to listen to my heart:.

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Times change people 
And people change with time 
It just depends on what type 
of time we’re on.

Moments can be potent 
When alignment
Is no longer the assignment. 
And knowing when to veer off path 
Proves the point when time runs out

Not everyone will ride the wave 
Until it breaks onto the shore.
Some will ride their pain 
Until the undertow swirls them 
Into whirlpools of rage
And that phase
spits them out—
Only to repeat the same spin cycle.

Our time zones no longer
Keep the same time. 

And I could wrack my mind
As to the reasons why
But I can’t carry burdens 
that weren’t meant to be mine.

People change with time 
Like seasons shift and turn
Branches blow in different winds
And some bridges do get burned. 

Always carry the lessons,
Whether harm or blessings
And surround yourself with Authentic LovE
that never keeps you guessing. 

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