Listen to Your Life

Photo Credit by Fallen Designs Studio; Model: Remi the Lovable Lab

Frederick Buechner was the first one who ever encouraged me to listen to my life and embrace all of — the good and the bad — with open arms. He writes to “touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart” of your life.

So I am embracing all the stories of my life—the painful, the pleasant, and the phenomenal.

Because after all, each moment is vital to my story and “life itself is grace”.

Secrets

Sssh.
Hush hush.
Don’t say that.
It’s taboo.

Hush hush.
only the perfect blush
of color in our flawless
family tree. No embolus

of evil, no skeletons here
No binges of beer
Or illegitimate broods
No family feuds

Sssh.
Hush hush.
Don’t say that.
It’s taboo.

So my story begins:
I'm not allowed
to show disappointment
or speak pain into the air.

Surely
it wasn’t quite that way.
Anyway
it all happened yesterday.

Move on.
Get over it.
Suck it in.
Suck it up.

But
Don’t
You
Dare
Spit it out.

So I shut my mouth—
I suck it up
like a Hoover vacuum,
like the vortex of a tornado,
like a slurpee through a straw,

and all I'm left with is
one
colossal
brain-freeze.

-A draft by Carla Jeanne Picklo Jordan

What stories shape your life? Let me know in the comments below.

2 thoughts on “Listen to Your Life

  1. Hey, thanks for the poem. And, hey cjpjordan, how are you? I notice you’ve come to check my blog with little success. That door is closed. But I have a notice there with a link to where I can be found. Anyway, I’ll give it to you willingly: https://selmamartin.com. Come anytime, my lovely. Thanks. Be well. I wish you miracles.

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