Language

I’ve analyzed over and over,
but everything is a circle,
spinning round and round,
a kaleidoscope of confusion,
nothing makes sense.
Will it ever again?

Perhaps, it’s time for a stroll
into the forest,
time for allowing the breeze
to embrace me like the
caressing of a silk scarf,
for the fragrance of the woods
to fill me with reassurance.


I want to be touched by serenity,
to walk among nature’s offerings
and be immersed into the language
of the trees, for the standing giants
have a keen sense of awareness
.

So I will consult them.
I will bring into the open my unease
because they will unselfishly impart
the depth of their logic.

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Photo: from one of our redwood forest visits.

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~ Lauren ❤️

November

A tall cedar pitches its pods
onto the smooth driveway,
footsteps crunch on fallen foliage

a broom sweeps, piles grow
for hoisting into the bin

but the tall cedar pitches again
oh, this lovely season!

the air turns crisp for layering,
wiping sweat away
from summer’s fever,
raindrops soothe flaccid petals

early evenings surrender
to nightfall,
but set out the candles!
Play Sinatra on vinyl
and sink into coziness

Will you remember
this sweet November?

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I know this…

We don’t live forever,
I know this,
just as sunlight and moonbeams
can’t shine simultaneously,
but sometimes I feel
like he and I
will transcend the inevitable.


Imagining the opposite
is unimaginable
because it means one of us
will be left alone with our tears
to sweep up the shattered pieces
of our hearts
in every room we step into.

It means going solo
through
every sunrise,
every sunset.

It’s okay to daydream,
isn’t it?


It’s alright to feel
we’ll live forever,
isn’t it?

What is life
without dreams,
without fantasy?


Reality hides
in the shadows,
I know this,
but until life changes,
I’ll live in my fantasy,
knowing he’ll be beside me
eternally.


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Realization

This is a first for me! It’s 4:00 am and I can’t sleep! A billion thoughts swirl around in my mind and I toss and turn more times than clothes in a dryer! Hubby sleeps like a baby. Go figure! The decision is made to get out of bed. Why not? If we were on the east coast, we’d be enjoying coffee already. So, Good morning! The good thing is that today is Friday, the end of the work week.

A quick foot update, I’ve been pain-free for a week now, most likely from all your love, support, and positivity. I like the sound of that, don’t you? I still kind of hold my breath each day not knowing if a jolt will come. But it’s a miracle that I’ve jotted down a zero in my pain diary for 8 days straight. I did get a second opinion, and the doctor was very nice. He actually concurred with the other doctor’s diagnosis: neuritis or plantar fasciitis. It could be from wearing unsupportive shoes (though comfy) over the years along with aging, that the heel nerve became agitated. But I think I’m on the mend (knock on wood). I hope I’m on the mend. Will the pain return? I don’t know. But I’ve made modifications, so only time will tell. And I have your suggestions for if the pain worsens. In the meantime, I’m living life, gradually getting back into my walking routine. Thanks again for ‘being there.’ 🙏🏻🩷

Anyway, I’m leaving you with a poem to calm your mind…

Do you need rest,
solitude for your
heart and mind?
Accept it,
don’t be shy
to admit
a fraction of you
needs only
to hear silence.

Let stillness
enfold you
in its calming
embrace
where the depths
of your thoughts
can flourish
from their
lingering state
.

© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com – All rights reserved
I pulled this poem from my book, Finding a Balance
Photo: Shenandoah National Park, Virginia, CA

Have a wonderful weekend! ❤️