03/30/2026
🌿 Where It Opened
There was a place
where the bark had opened
not cleanly,
not gently
but enough to reveal
what lived beneath.
I stood there
still carrying
the weight of goodbye…
still unsure
how a heart continues
after it has loved like that.
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And then…
something moved.
Not loud.
Not dramatic.
Just a quiet
amber sap
releasing
from deep within the wound
thick, luminous,
like something preserved
and still alive.
Slow.
Steady.
Unhidden.
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I thought
I would break that way.
I thought
this weekend
might take me under
that grief would close around me
with no way through.
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But life…
had other plans.
It arrived in small,
unexpected ways
in heat returning
to a house that had gone cold,
in water flowing again
where there had been none,
in hands that came to fix
what I could not fix alone.
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In words repaired,
in a kindness extended,
in a space once tense
softening back into connection.
In the return of someone
who once knew my heart
before it had been tested this way.
In the presence
of those who have walked before me
still standing,
still witnessing.
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And suddenly
I understood something
the tree already knew
that even through a wound,
sap still rises.
That what opens
is not always the end.
Sometimes
it is where life insists
on continuing.
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Not as it was.
But as something
still capable of connection,
of friendship,
of love that returns
in new forms.
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She is not gone
from what lives here.
She is in the opening.
She is in the amber
that still moves.
She is in the way
the light touches
what was once hidden.
She is in the knowing
that even now
something in me
is still able
to receive.
~ Sue Waldman
Sacred Rising Wisdom™
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