Letting Go


Love it, love it, LOVE IT.

Originally posted on The Winter Bites My Bones:

It is human nature to become too attached to things or people.  Learn how to let go with grace.

It is human nature to become too attached to things or people.
Learn how to let go with grace.

Letting go of regrets is not some passive undertaking. 

Regret is a weight that anchors us in the past,
rendering the future as unobtainable.

Letting go takes courage and lots of sweat.
It takes a willingness to allow pain to run its course.
We are forever changed by the failures of yesterday.
Who we are today barely resembles who we were yesterday.

The heartaches and the pervasive sense of loss
can either pull us down into the morass of self-pity,
or it can catapult us from the depths of relentless sorrow
to the heights of new joy.

It all depends on upon a readiness to face the sun
as it rises upon a new day.
Upon how hungry we are to feed the possibility
that something more, something better

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- lovin’ someone else -

Rose petals and a bottle of wine…

Sadé in the background…

moonlight in due time…

prepping for the lay down…


but what to do when a-

lone looking desperate?

Just me, myself, and I –

yet by no means helpless.


People asking, nagging me now,

with one question lousy and loud –

Who. Are. You. Lovin’.

Here in town?

How could I be lovin’, huggin’

someone else…

when I’m still learnin’, yearnin’ to

love myself?



D.J. Whisenant

- living in a world… -

More and more time and energy 

thrown into the garbage…

perhaps it’s a twenty-something thing?

Perhaps it’s a constant routine

that cannot be broken

with just vows and promises and

empty determination.


Here I am,

living in a world with

no breaking point in sight,

and I fight to stay on top of

a romance-less environment,

dead and dying a million times over.


I’m fighting still…

the only time and energy worth giving up

in this hour.



D.J. Whisenant

I Will Not Die an Unlived Life


This is a work of beauty; I wish I could live my life completely by these words.

Originally posted on Radiating Blossom ~ Flowers & Words:

I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear
of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
more accessible;
to loosen my heart
until it becomes a wing,
a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance,
to live so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom,
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit.
~~ Dawna Markova ~~

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- unfulfilled -

Nightmares in the daylight…

lush, yet stark with confusion,

I awake on a weekend without labor.

Cousins and restaurants and hospitals galore,

Momma tells me what my dream has in store.

Feelings of discontent, neglect, and

physical and emotional distress…


yes, most certainly a spot-on assessment

of the present life that is D.J. Whisenant.



D.J. Whisenant

- as it is -

A soft crash…

a quiet reckoning…

a heartfelt attack.


This gorgeous melting pot

is more than a song of acceptance

in the name of love.

Wind rushes through the room,

sweeping away any thought of








Hearts are snatched,

then rescued.

Heads are spun,

then relieved.

Hands are soaked,

then revived…


melting in a pot of gorgeous.



D.J. Whisenant


“As You Are” by Kimbra