Problems in your life? You are likely recreating a problem you had in your first three years, with someone who didn’t know how to love you well. This issue takes some time to learn and relearn, and outgrow. We need to be awake but gentle with ourselves. That’s what my new poem: Crazy Driver is about…
Crazy Driver
Hey, I thought you were
More careful
More responsible these days
I thought you outgrew those childish ways
Driving too fast on slippery roads
Not paying attention
Not watching where you’re going
How did we end up here again
Move over and give me the keys
Crazy driver
Filed under: Poem, Poetry Tagged: childhood, crazy, driving, growing up, healing, keys, patterns, repeating, self-help, spiritual evolution
