I must bid farewell to default and then begin...
A lyrical piece
For the past few years a lot of my newer work (prose, poetry and lyrical pieces) have lived and sat static in the frame of a caption via social media, in the notes of my phone, or scribbled on pieces of scrap paper next to my bed. With no immediate plans to press them into the pages of a book (just yet) I am currently moving and archiving some of the pieces that mean most to me, here, in this new place of practice, as a timestamp to some of my most beheld moments capsuled through lyrical language.
A song that hold hands fondly with this lyrical piece, listen with the reading, or soon after.
I must bid farewell to default and then begin...
To be the Mother
I want to be
I need to first know
where I am guiding them
and from this place
work the pathway backwards
It’s a life long journey
of getting to know them—
the imperfect thrummingÂ
of all my intention...
...And my ability to honour who they are
liesÂ
withinÂ
myÂ
willingnessÂ
toÂ
beholdÂ
curiosity.
The discovery of my hearts intention shows me my need to bid farewell to generational and cultural hand-me-downs where compliance is method, a default.
One cannot expect compliance
in the honest and messy pursuitÂ
when learning to know another.
I must bid farewell to default
and then begin...
Below is a recent piece that might adjoin beautifully to this reading moment if you care for some more —
A large body of work—
think process journal,
a pause,
a slow creative exploration.
Thank you for sowing here, for this opportunity to push my own limits and find the words begging to be found, just beneath the words on top.
Love Tess x
Farewell default... so much room for shifting, adapting, growing!
a toast to those words begging to be found x x