Under the Rock

A few weeks ago I took part in a writing group hosted by Kailea Switzer called Writer’s (Un)Block and it was a fabulous experience!

Kailea led us through a grounding exercise to help us land in the space. We then all suggested multiple ideas for our topic which Kailea wrote down on strips of paper and then picked one to be the focus. We had 20 minutes to write before coming back to the group.

I didn’t expect to be able to dive into the writing so quickly and easily. I was focused and connected to the experience, able to let the words flow out of me.

Our prompt was: Under the Rock

Here is what I came up with…

Under the Rock

It’s safe here, under the rock.

A place I can go when I need to be alone.

Reliable. Welcoming. There is no judgement here.

I can gain new perspective from this place.

Under the rock can show me a new way.

I can share my secrets here.

I can laugh. I can cry.

I can plan my future and reflect on my past.

This is a place to connect with myself.

To come back home, to me.

I can smell the salty air.

And hear the waves crash against the shore.

I see the ocean as far as the eye goes.

I could spend hours here but sometimes even a few minutes can be enough

It is my chance to block out the noise of life.

The opportunity to get quite. To listen.

It’s where I can remind myself how far I’ve come.

And where I can dream about what’s next.

A place to let go of the doubt and find the courage to be me.

I wish I could bring this feeling with me anywhere I go.

There are no limits under the rock.

I look out over the ocean and feel the strength and price I feel when I am out there fishing.

I feel connected to my family in a way I never expected.

Grateful to be part of the 5th generation fishing these waters.

How do I embrace this connection while holding true to my unique self?

Under the rock I think about the life I used to have.

The hustle of the corporate world.

The power suits, the high heels.

The endless meetings and running to do lists.

I think about the courage it took to leave that all behind.

To start over.

What a gift.

Under the rock I come back to myself.

This is where I belong.

I am strong.

I am loved.

I am enough.

Following our 20 minutes of writing we each had the opportunity to share what we wrote. There was so much emotion, connection and support among this group of women. It felt like we’d all been working together for years though many of them I met for the first time on this zoom call. There is so much power in this type of connection and I am so glad that I was able to experience it. I look forward to doing it again soon!