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I haven’t written in awhile…. this is a pretty rough draft but thought I would share it. 

 

Stories in My Head

Copyright SDM 7/27/25

 

I used to write stories in my head. I would get lost in them while doing dishes or cleaning house or even on a trail ride on my horse. It was as if the voices in my head were telling me of the great woman that they wanted me to be. In these stories I’d go on great adventures and make even greater accomplishments. The stories carried me far away into my wildest dreams. I was wild and feral chasing rainbows and wsterfalls, running in the wind and the mountains ywith destiny.

 

Somewhere along the way those voices grew silent. Abandoned by me, as I followed new paths that I thought would take me where I wanted to be. I like to think in these stories it was a wolf inside of me, barring her teeth and growling at any adversary who crossed my path. Maybe it was my inner lioness, proudly displaying her strength telling me how great I would be. 

 

But I abandoned them…. I abandoned me.  I replaced us with new dreams, just to watch my soul be crushed and scattered in the breeze. While those who I thought I loved and would stay forever slipped away like thieves in the night taking pieces of me with them, while leaving me to tend to ashes of the fire I once had.  

 

In the cold silence In my head, I imagine that it’s my Phoenix resting quietly, rebuilding her strength, gathering the embers left from the ashes of my soul, giving life back to our wolf and lioness. Her quiet hope that they will all rise from the ashes of the pieces of me that have been left behind, to once again rise to be the woman they once dreamed me to be. I owe it to them, I owe it to me…. to not only let these voices once again weave stories in my head but to lead me back to the woman we wanted me to be.