If it hurts your feet
get off the worn-out foot path
and walk on the grass.
I wrote this haiku walking home from the local College today.
You see, the old familiar paths have been hurting my feet lately.
The gravel and stones bruise the soles of my feet, no matter how sturdy my shoes have been.
Today, i marked out a new path.
I am hoping that the new path will be my own, although I am sharing this lovely new experience with my daughter! We are starting out on a new adventure together - and that makes me so happy.
Co-incidentally, when I got home a letter had arrived from the solicitors telling me that my Decree Nici has been issued and now all I have to do it wait six weeks for the Absolute - marking an official end to what has been a physically, emotionally and at times, devastatingly traumatic seven years.
It all feels so right.
Which is maybe why my creative juices have been flowing again.
Don't they say that it takes seven years to grow a new skin?
This certainly feels like a brand new skin.
(I love the photograph taken by my son on a recent march to support Palestine.)