how are you

amidst the loudness and 

unexplainable sounds

I am learning how to carve my niche of sanity.

music

and raw ingredients

Seem to calm me down in a quiet way

I just need a little bit of quiet.

In this sunset kitchen, the dog lays on the floor

My son plays peacefully, always within delicate reach 

a touch here, a hug there - 

he is so reassuring

We have all found our balance

Our auras in harmony

I am learning to cook without a recipe

To let the foods talk to me

To taste

To smell 

To listen

And let the textures teach me what they most like

the cravings for arms/hands and warmth are no longer

as 

biting;

maybe this is what growing up means.

I am learning to appreciate help

To listen to wisdom

Without neglecting my truths

However imperfect

God doesn’t work in mysterious ways

He just does what needs to be done

Giving you the space

To figure out how to be a better you

I am deep sighs

Happiness and melancholy

On a beautiful precipice

Muffled meanings drowning in the raucousness of being twenty-something

I pluck them and drink;

They nourish me.

How are you? they ask.

I’m getting there.