Jo Moseley has been sharing the joys of tiny midlife adventures on film, events and Instagram! We loved her poem about finding joy, accompanied with a brilliant video.
I couldn’t find them in the fridge
Not in a bar of salty chocolate nor homemade rhubarb jam
I’d searched on Twitter trending and scoured Stories on the ‘Gram.
My body grew quite nervous, I was anxious in my soul
My joy and courage had gone AWOL
I didn’t feel so whole.
With treasured fins & boards I headed for the beach
Laced up my trusty running shoes for a crag just out of reach.
With every moorland trail I ran
As bracing waves were ridden
I travelled closer to the place
Where what I yearned was hidden.
I found a space my gentle breath
Could soothe my worried soul
Close all the open tabs
And fill that love shaped hole.
Morning runs on heathered hills, wild swims along the shore
I discovered within what I’d been searching for
A blossoming of joy, a sense of who I am
A room to call my own, my brave that says ‘I can’
I couldn’t find them in the fridge or looking at my phone
But on a windswept Yorkshire peak and cold embracing sea
The answers I’d been seeking all along
Came out to welcome me.
I am enough! My heart is full.
This joy will set me free.
The hills and waves had brought me home.
They’d brought me home … to me.
