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Morning Entries
by Ashley Meyers
My personal morning diary serves as a dose of reflection, pondering and musings. Cozy up with your morning beverage of choice and take moment of pause with me. My hope is that they these short pieces spark something in you for your own personal Morning Entry. diaryofalifewelllived.substack.com
Episodes
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What if this is the last time for the both of us?
What if this is the last time for both of us? What if this is the last time I am the most important person in your life?The last time my hand is held before it permanently exchanges places with A husbandA father of your childrenA child of your own What if this is the last time you press your...
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poised and positioned
I think I might have some form of OCD. I’m haunted by items not quite perfectly in their place. A pair of earrings gone rogue and placed atop a fake box-made makeshift tabletop in my youngest daughter’s room. Sneakers I toppled off from earlier this morning sit with the left nearly on its side...
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Soulmates
Sometimes, I think you get the worst of me, but today it was clear that I have simply given you all of me. I have allowed myself to be my best and my worst in your presence and more than anything I have been more than what I knew. The better version of mothering and care and you’re the loving…
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Measurements of life
The heart wants what the heart wants as though the soul has already known the destined path ahead and does not caution the human about the bumps and bruises, joys and sorrows for how can one fully understand the ecstasy that comes from love at the highest form in tandem with the duality of...
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Morning Entries (Quiet Commitment)
I have no desire for adventures in far off lands Or romantic rendezvous with men that I make up 90% of who they are while they show me a meager 10% of character that intrigues me just enough to entertain messy top lipped sessions in dark corners. And, I clench my breathes awaiting for that…
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June is an Island
June is an island. And the only inhabitants are my girl and me. June is an island of anticipations and in-betweens Long days of list making and preparations for the voyage ahead. We hold each other tighter these days as death and loss has become real to her - both the loss of people and the…
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Morning Entires (borrowed)
Breeze of change teases me on familiar neighborhood walks The thought of being a childless mother comes often enough that we have made friends with one another now and this new relationship invites me to begin the arduous process of untethering an invisible velvet ribbon that runs from my…
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Layers
We darted in and out of the winding corridors,cobblestones under our feet. Yellow of lemons battles the yellow of sunshinethat fights its way through lush green cocoons. Leather sandals, thin enough for my blood to glide over generations past, as I stub my foot more times than I can keep track…
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Morning Entries (Nothingness)
I was definitely born in the right generation this time around. A glowing red society that breeds high achievers and truth seekers. Biohacking, habit stacking, and every inch of one’s day turned into a personal CV—played out like a movie in your mind. This generation feels the crunch of time on…
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Morning Entries (The gift of being human)
There’s a knowing that comes with age—that everything is, in fact, finite, that loss is on the other side of every joy-filled moment. Years 35, 36, 37, and 38 saw me holding my breath in anticipation for the proverbial other shoe to drop. The heavy, concave ceiling due to crash in over me any day...
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Morning Entries(speak up on behalf of)
Help me speak up on behalf of… Every womanEvery motherEvery daughterEvery childless womb Help me speak up on behalf of the ancestors I am directly connected to,Whose blood flows through my veins, intertwined in this lifetime and those before. Dear God, allow my voice to be pure honey to the...
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Morning Entries (she suits you)
Truth be told—she suits you I'm 39 now, and truth is the only thing I allow to escape from my lips.So here it is—No one would ever be enough for you in the end. I saw it then, and now you are living proof of this consequential truth playing out. Here we are, post-2022.Wedding bliss—I guess it’s…
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Morning Entries (to be that free)
There’s a certain envy that creeps in—I wish it weren’t truewhen they happen across my days,these light sprinkles of people who know very little about this type of pain. They’ve never been tied to the fences of fate,where mothers lash out and fathers forget your birthdate,or what sits in your…
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Morning Entries (House)
I think I’d like to come back as a house the next go ‘round— To be cared for, treasured, and adored Tiny feet coming in and out over every door To be the backdrop of life—wide-open moments and secret, private events. Newlyweds trying on Mr. and Mrs. Roses, hydrangeas, fig trees, and an old olive...
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Morning Entries (Distance)
I watch youI observeThe acts of powerful siege against who you won’t dare let yourself be Lies come far too easily, for someone so young. And, there I amBiting my tongue from the sidelines I wonder how your body must feel,To be in a constant state of abandonment. I don’t understand how you wallow...
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Morning Entries (several afterthoughts)
I watch myself unravel and recoil Trying to place a name— Compunction,Shame,And at times…ignominy That uncontrollable shake the body makes involuntarily from the memories of each and every horrible mistakemadeby no other hands than the two that belong to me. Oh, yeah, all the allowing? Too many...
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Morning Entries (Pages)
I pour myself—all of my selves—onto the pages,in hopes of not bleeding unintentionally on anyone close to me. I seek out the safety of virgin-white, crisp pages,whose only dutyis to absorb the blunt force trauma of that day's scream. The pen and paper—a trusted security blanket. Except this time,...
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Morning Entries (imprinted stories)
The way his fingers graced the finely tuned keys pulled some kind of apparition out from underneath A hot southern summer blues of a memory—but I know it didn’t belong to me Rattles and echoes of distant ancestors reside in my body, their blood pulsating through me,their experiences imprinted...
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Morning Entries (the hardest part)
When Everyone Has Gone Home Is that the hardest part? Mounds of dirt settle and sink back into the earth.Gravestones gradually collect dust. Perhaps that’s the hardest part? Pieces of their lives—represented in cups, jeans, and trophies— All sold off,Given away to charity,The last bits rummaged...
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Morning Entries(Evidence of a life well-lived)
My body is twisted to the left,Torso on a bolster,Head stretched out in some impossible position—Criminal for adults, but natural for babies. There is something in the smell of a yoga studioThat nearly lulls one to sleep— A drop of Far East essential oilMixed with the earthy wood floors,A tinge…
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Morning Entries(Waiting to be...)
I allow my mind to take me through a journey that tells the story of being chosen. Some years, the thread is thick and easy to follow; pain matching the crimson red of that thread—even now, there is an ache in my hips that pain belongs to. Waiting to be chosenWaiting to be lovedWaiting to be...
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Morning Entries(Piñatas)
I’m told that’s me on my first birthday,I’m told that’s my grandmother holding me A moment captured in time—she in her prime,joy upon her life,the baby that belonged to the apple of her eye. Wrapped in white lace like a cherub angel in the arms of grace,held by a woman who would go on to...
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Morning Entries (expiration date)
Why do we stay longer than we need to? Longer than we should? Staying past our welcome and well past the fun—Of life, of love, of places and spacesWe never won… Mythical trophy of reassurances—of “good job” and “well dones” If we’re lucky enough, in our elegant design of martyrdom, we might just...
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Morning Entries (IT exists)
I know it exists.I haven’t felt it in human form just yet. I hold out and continue my work,Making choices to abstain fromRelationships of all sorts—Particularly ones labeled stepping stones as suchTo the greatest love story ever felt or touched Because these days, I have become hers, and she,...
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Morning Entries (legacy)
My mother once told me a story when I was a little kid. Her mother had disappeared. They didn’t know if or when she would come back. I was told she had thrown in the towel on her life as a mother to ten and a wife to an old man. And even as a nine-year-old girl myself, I admired that action....
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Morning Entries (Medicine)
When life feels overwhelmingly vast , and your world narrows to your own face, your own life, and your own challenges, go to the edges of the earth—where the ocean meets the sand. Baptize yourself in its shattering cold, leaving the remnants of your human guise in its saltwater. Bask in the...
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Morning Entries (The Other Side of Youth)
I see you in old Chevy trucks with rust around the edges and in Mexican-colored blankets that cover the seats. If I’m lucky, I hear you in their engines when I pull up to a stoplight, and for a second— I’m 14 again, and you’re taking me to school before another grueling graveyard shift at the…
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Morning Entries (in my other life)
Here I relax in my skin and for a moment I live here and let myself unravel what that all feels like. I let the sun dance along my neck and shoulders, and we both laugh aloud to see how long it might take before the red sinks in. No matter—I am here And when I'm here, I’m a writer and a poet and...
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Morning Entries (Stench of Me)
Stench of Me I can sometimes smell a scent of her. I welcome it even. I let it wash over me for just a moment, like an addict pressing their lips to the bottle again. The versions of who I was and wasn’t play out in the cinema behind my eyes. I watch back the years I begged on my knees for…
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Morning Entries(endings.)
Every good thing must come to an end, they say, and I feel the brewing of this season coming to a close. A season others on the outside would call my single years, yet I call my solo journey to self-discovery. A road that not many in my camp of female friends have ventured down, and if they did,...
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Morning Entries (Dream State)
Last night you came to me in my dream. I was quite surprised in a way that the mind tries to search for meaning like a grocery store list, each reason collecting another check mark next to the item, knowing that when I get to the bottom there will be nothing left—no explanation to bring me…
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Morning Entries (STRENGTH)
If one more person reminds me of my strength I think I will scream out in unadulterated aching shrills until it all pours out of me and topples onto every last one of them. I will muster the last ounces of my strength to vomit the very words they want to pin me to, “Here, here is all my…
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Morning Entries (Time)
We didn’t share physical things. My precious heirloom only time. 378 days of knowing truth but that truth not bringing us closer in the end. I came in like a savior to close the deal and wrap up loose ends. Represented Hail Marys as the clock of time ticked down on the hands of her life....
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Morning Entries (The Collection)
In my adulthood I collected strangers like a tourist collects seashells on every beach they are lucky enough to step foot on. Searching out all the unique ones along the shoreline, holding out for the sparkling shells that glimmer just right when the sunbeam hits its alabaster insides. Carefully...
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Morning Entries (i come from places)
I come from a place where people leave and truth is whatever she decides it to be. From cardboard boxes and new zip codes and numerous first days of school. I come from foreign lands across the Pacific. hazy cities of concrete structures. apartment buildings near the shore and my very first best...
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Morning Entries (Beauty IS.)
This poetry stared back at me today from atop the shelf of my coffee cart. A remnant of my daughter’s tea consumed earlier this morning. On most days I would quickly scold her about leaving a dirty cup on the shelf but today the unwashed cup was my Muse and welcomed reminder that beauty is indeed...
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Morning Entries (Fences)
Though it fought hard over these last 6 seasons, the decades of age caught up with the fence. Hanging on by one rusted legacy nail a mere wiggle away from letting go and releasing its most decayed board to gravity whom begged for its submission to natural order. I was told the wind came in all of…
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ABOUT THIS SHOW
My personal morning diary serves as a dose of reflection, pondering and musings. Cozy up with your morning beverage of choice and take moment of pause with me. My hope is that they these short pieces spark something in you for your own personal Morning Entry.
diaryofalifewelllived.substack.com
HOSTED BY
Ashley Meyers
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My personal morning diary serves as a dose of reflection, pondering and musings. Cozy up with your morning beverage of choice and take moment of pause with me. My hope is that they these short pieces spark something in you for your own personal Morning Entry. diaryofalifewelllived.substack.com
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Morning Entries is created and hosted by Ashley Meyers.
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