State of Contraction

      With disbelief and shame, a warrior poet throws himself on the ground. Losing a battle fought from within, he is upon desperate times. Bringing himself to an unknown brink, his will, more often a strong "won't", has led him down a dead end road of his own design. There is nowhere else to go. Backwards is not an option. Neither is forward. Because there is no forward. All that remains is to blaze a new path. Or just shrink and vanish.
      The gift of desperation is the only thing that will shift his mind, his heart, his actions, his attitude, his life. Out of options, he chooses something new. He chooses surrender. He chooses faith. And he asks for help in manifesting those choices.
      His shrinking life slowly begins to expand.

Please look for more posts from me going forward. I'm going to force myself to write again. Peace...