Poetry

Falling into Rhythm

Posted on by Khaya Ronkainen

Inaudible pulse—
The beat gets louder
Rivals constant noise.
I pick up the rhythm
And out of self, I dance.

For Midweek Motif, Dance, at Poets United.

a-not-so-short note: This is a timely and relevant prompt. But why? Well, because dance is the rhythm of life, mine anyway.

For a significant amount of time, I fell out of tune. Luckily, I eventually figured what I was missing; the ability to choose my own song and dance to my heart’s content.

As a result, I’m returning to my other vocation; the innovative world of business as from next month. It’s going to be busy, and my blogging schedule is going to be erratic until I fall into a comfortable pace as in the line dance featured above.

Simply put I’m not going to be able to keep up with all prompts, challenges and conversations around creative writing. So, if you don’t see me around your cyber home or I take long to respond, please don’t take it personally. It’s simply business. 😀

Random Things

Hiking is My Faith

Posted on by Khaya Ronkainen

Someone recently asked what does my Instagram bio, Hiking is my faith, and I’m its devotee, mean. So, this week I decided to share why hiking is good for my soul:

1. It helps me reconnect with myself

“On top [and] looking down at creation”

This is how I shut down the “noise”. I trek miles just to listen to my inner voice.

2. It makes me happy

Comfort after walking in the rain, all day.

It’s the simple things, really. If I have a shelter, clothes are dry and stomach is full, I’m happy as Larry.

3. It boost my creativity

Creating in the wild

When the story burns, no amount of mosquitoes can distract; literally and metaphorically speaking.

4. It reminds me to be grateful

That small hut is a luxury

It’s easy to take things you have for granted. I tell you, a lavatory in the wild is a luxury!

5. It helps me to let go of hurt and anger

Adding a rock to the summit cairn

By the time I reach a summit, my world is as it should be; in harmony. Btw, there’s a story behind that photo; a memoir I decided not to publish, after all. And there’s a story too, behind that decision.

Now your turn, in what ways do you take care of yourself?

Occasionally, I share five random things I’m reading, watching, doing and thinking about. You’re most welcome to join the conversation.