If I should glance over my shoulder as I leave, I am not asking that you should come with me. It is a glance in case it is the last and a wish for god speed. If I should stare into your eyes after you have spoken, I do not doubt what you say. Sometimes my heart likes to speak before my words. If I should ask if you are ‘ok’ I doubt neither your strength nor honesty nor do I speak out of need. I would rather you give me a knowing smile that tells my worry to cease than to think I did not care or notice.
It is such a delicate dance and one never wishes to step on the other’s toes. In a dance one partner may lead. It is in the tension of the giving through the matching of strength to strength that creates the beauty of the movements, the dance.
About Me
- Beth Chapman
- Owatonna, Minnesota, United States
- I have begun a path, though I know not where, to a journey’s end that is calling. Along the way I pause to absorb the metaphors and images of this life, which are so precious. Here you shall find me brave, you shall find me pondering, you shall find me searching, and you shall find me collecting the images and metaphors like shells upon the beach. I am very much like the little monkey wearing a dapper hat, playing the cymbals and drum and dancing a jig. I do not have it all figured out, I may be learning to write, but one thing I do know and that is how to collect the shells on the beach of my beloved Gulf Shores. I offer these shells to you.
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