the trees are fully present

micropoetry

There’s been a lot going on for me recently and I am all over the place. Not present, much less fully present.

When I’m not able to find my way to breathing it all in, my heart feels out of touch with things around me and with things in me. I feel ungrounded. Anxiety sneaks in.

There’s lot of ways to find my way out of these sorts of spaces, but some tha…