I’ve been doing one-on-one sessions with Ellen Clarke and just last week started my fourth round of RISE – Online Speaker Training with Fleassy Malay. So I’ve been doing a lot of self-analysis and self-care.
One big gem is this provocation: “How can what you are doing right now be a gift to your future self?” That shift in perspective makes even doing the most boring chores seem worthwhile.
And of course, from all this deep thinking comes poetry.
This is a gift to the future me
So she can physically climb a mountain as easily as I do metaphorically
So she can marvel at the power in her legs
The freedom in her hips
The strength of her two feet
And how they match now the power of her mind,
The freedom of her tongue
The strength of her will
She can be complete in her body and her body is her tool again
So she has evidence of being loved
Loved by me, which is the the very least she deserves
And anyone else loving her should do much more
So she can pluck love as easily as a ripe apple from a tree
She is Eve
And this is the first time she can say she really feels like a woman
In that dress that fits again
So she loves her own reflection
And recognises the woman there as herself
So she can rest a while knowing
she can feed our children with the touch of button
And on yet another long day she has a helper,
A help-meet, a wife
Her past self has got it, babe
I got you babe,
I got myself.