The In Between Phases

A poem for you... the one who is journeying what we know to be healing.



We honor our phases the way we do that of the moon

We announce when we feel empty and unseen like the new moon

We announce when we’ve overcome obstacles and are filled with all things great and powerful like the full moon

We give so much energy and power to these two phases


And while they’re deserving of being spoken about...


What about your crescent moon phase?

You know...the days when you worked so hard to keep going even though--

suicide was a thought

depression was a religion

and hopelessness was a state of mind

-- and they all started to show above ground, spilling out for others to see

Yet you still showed up for the day

Leaving yesterday behind and working hard for a better tomorrow


What about this phase? 


What about the quarter moon phase?

You know when you’ve finally identified your purpose and passion, but you don’t know where to begin

You finally have the drive to get up in the morning and show some form of gratitude

You can finally stand tall and not run from your gifts

You’re finally slightly sure

Your stems from the seeds you planted are finally gaining height 

But you’re still not celebrating because you don’t see the buds or the pedals

But this stage matters too

Can’t you see that?


What about this phase?


What about the gibbous phase in healing?

You know the almost phase...

You’ve made the plan and now you just have to stick it out long enough to see it come into fruition

You see the buds coming about

You’re finally betting on yourself

But doubt still whispers at night because what you envisioned isn’t here yet 

You’re finally moving on from the trauma

But the scenes still replay

With your determination you shut those scenes and voices out and press forward

You suit up for battle everyday

What about the strength this phase gave you?


What about the lessons in these phases?

How could we forget these?

How could we not honor our existence and power within that carried us through every phase ?

How could you not acknowledge all of your phases?


To be here is to say you transmuted the pain, hurt, disappointment and fear

How could you ignore or silence the journey here?


I know there’s beauty in fullness

I know we get excited about the power of the full moon

The beauty of fully bloomed roses

But there’s no fullness if we don’t journey the other stages— no honor for cheating yourself of the journey


Be gentle 

Be patient 

Be proud 

Be loving 


Healing does not have a final destination. 

Healing is a journey that never ends.


Phases~ 

Brittany.K.W., 01/03/2021 




I love you.

Talk to you soon. xo- Britt 🌹 


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