That’s what I keep telling myself.
But to where, but for what?
I continue trying to answer myself, justifying the reasons, clearing away the dimming fog.
Sometimes I do feel cleansed with just a simple lift of the head, a step outside to catch my
breath, other times only through days of driving outward do I see the clear picture again. Days
of pushing hard to continue on.
Keep moving. I say to myself again.
Don’t stop here, don’t drop your load, not the things you've been aching for, working for and
hoping for, don’t consider its weight not even for a moment, for it will never feel lighter only
shift from one side to the other.
I think so much about my path and my progress. I think of what I truly want, always checking in
for changes, always an attempt to stay grounded in my ideals of self and life, yet I find that I
continuously need to remind myself of these simple words.
Over and over I repeat it to myself.
Keep going, Brianna. Move your feet, one at a time, march on, march on.
Because I do want to stop. And I must stop, certainly in moments and in pieces, but not in all
ways, not with all parts.
Though, I must stop some parts.
Stop firstly my crooked bending mind. The thing that tries to route out its own course, breaking
at any weak chance from the path I have chosen.
Yes, I must stop my mind. Drown it out. Silence its moving parts, to hear only sounds that
channel peace, to feel only touches of softness and light, to move my body in a way that lifts
Stretching out, physically with arms and with legs. Turning from one side to the next, reaching
out and pulling my muscles tightly, releasing toxins, releasing strength, realizing potential in self
and potential in silence.
Use your silence, use your body, use the practices of exercise and discipline to shape your
physical health, to heal your mental self.
Take this paused minute to keep moving in a new way, to control movement, to silence mind.
Yes, keep going, always keep going, but not always in the same way.
Slow yourself down, whatever part may be ever in motion, grab hold of it and shape it into
Do so with body, do so with heart, do so with mind.
Keep them moving in control. Keep them balanced with all parts in mind. Take large parts for
yourself, give greater parts to others.
Don’t stop here, don’t ever stop really. Even in your sleep, you will dream of tomorrow.
Words and photos by Brianna Holman
I'm Brianna, a simple, honest lady, finding my way through my mid twenties, writing, reflecting, questioning, and improving; always seeking to move forward, to push myself outside of my comfortable norm. Now with my husband and our eight dogs we've chosen to consciously live with less making possible our ability to travel across country in our Fleetwood trailer. I am an admitted, continuous work in progress, in search of more questions to answer, ways to understand, and stories that enlighten. I seek understanding in every aspect of life, I seek empathetic understanding for everyone in life. I seek to reflect an honest life and inspire humble thoughts.