From the archives . . .

Sifting through some of my saved writing and I stumbled across this piece.  I was enrolled in a writing class and this piece was my response to the assigned prompt.

I write often about change, but this little gem is probably one of my favorites as it serves up the subject of change in its’ many shapes and forms.   I hope you enjoy it and can relate in some way or another.

Change can come in

like a rug being yanked out

from beneath your firmly planted feet

sending you twisting and tumbling down

a long descent of stairs

 

When you come to rest

choose carefully

Will you lie there lifeless? Defeated?

Or will you spring to your feet

bounding up each step as if it were your first

marveling at the journey

refreshed by the beauty

of new choices?

 

Change can happen

so slowly and stealthily

nearly undetectable as it inches in

creeping up on you and swallowing you whole

before you realize nothing is the same

 

When you discover yourself

in a new landscape or mindset

will you kick and scream?

Will you close your eyes to it all?

The walls you built up seemed so strong

will they now crumble?

Or will you perch high a-top the walls of change

Embrace the vantage point

and fly?

©2015_Sheri_Wahlstrom

This Magical Desert

Take a quick look at my instagram or my facebook page and there is NO question that I LOVE this desert and all the adventure and exploring it has to offer.

I often think back to the days when I had first moved here to the Palm Springs area from my lifelong hometown near Detroit, Michigan.  We had just survived another humid summer dodging mosquitos the size of hummingbirds and watching the rainstorms all weekend long give way to bright and sunny Monday mornings.  You could almost count on it every week.   But here I was, driving down Highway 111 staring up with the sun in my eyes at these mountains wondering how long it would take somebody to walk to the top of each ridge.  I remember thinking how I couldn’t wait to meet somebody who might be willing to get up there with me and show me the way.

In all honesty, I still look up at the mountains with that same yearning.   At almost any given time, I’d prefer to be making my way up the mountain simply to enjoy the peacefulness and the view.   I just feel as though I truly come alive on the trails.

Over the next several weeks my plan is to share some of my adventures with you.  Funny, and sometimes frightening, stories from the trails along with some of my favorite views.  Check back soon.  I’ll be back with some good dirt. 😉

Sundown at Sawmill

Time for a change

I recently completed two writing courses that challenged me to dig a little deeper and explore areas and ideas I’d been afraid to attempt before now.  This was very rewarding as I discovered a lot about myself and about my ability or talent, if you will, along the way.   I’ve decided it is high time I get back to posting and maintaining my page.  I’m going to begin by sharing a few pieces I developed during the course.  I hope you enjoy them and if you don’t, I hope you’ll be kind as they were posted to share love, enlightenment and positive energy.

 

Change

can come

like a rug being yanked out

from beneath your firmly planted feet

sending you twisting and tumbling down

a long descent of stairs

When you come to rest

choose carefully

Will you lie there lifeless? Defeated?

Or will you spring to your feet

bounding up each step as if it were your first

marveling at the journey

refreshed by the beauty

of new choices?

Change

can happen

so slowly and stealthily

nearly undetectable as it inches in

creeping up on you and swallowing you whole

before you realize nothing is the same

When you discover yourself

in a new landscape of mindset

will you kick and scream?

Will you close your eyes to it all?

The walls you built up seemed so strong

will they now crumble?

Or will you perch high a-top the walls of change

Embrace the vantage point

and fly?