HER TODAY
by
Kelvin M. Knight
She could do this.
Today she wouldn’t recoil from the cannula’s bite. Today she wouldn’t fear that drip drip dripping, drowning her, changing everything.
Today her watchword was welcome. Welcome the medication. Welcome this boredom. Welcome that pain and energy drain.
Closing her eyes, she saw her brain as a waterfall, her veins as rivers of light flowing into the ocean of herself. As nothingness washed through her, Lao Tzu’s words rippled over her:
“All streams flow to the ocean because it is lower than they are. Humility gives the ocean its power.”
Smiling, she positioned her arm. ‘Thank you.’
(100 words)
The spark for my above story came from reading this wonderful poem by Rumi, which I am excited to share with you, dear readers:
Excellent writing, Kelvin. You have made the abstract concept of acceptance very concrete and easy to understand with this little gem of a story.
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Thank you, Penny. This comment is a gem. Your kindness too. 😇
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Had to look up cannula. I love learning, but that’s not why this is one of my favorites.
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Awww, thank you, Kelly. Your comments are always so rewarding. 😁
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Beautifully told Kelvin, an acceptance of her fate… That’s like my friend 😊
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She is as accepting as we all should be more often, I think. Thanks for your comment, as always, Ivor.
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