Steady Hand

I sat by the window this morning, and watched the snow fall. Here’s what came up…

Jesse Gold

May 06, 2026

Life is grand, and I have plans, man.

Here is the moment I take a stand

Here is the time to land

Here is the place to smell the flowers and

Laugh when I feel good

Instead of sulking in how I used to feel

Misunderstood

How about instead,

Take a deep breath, fill the chest with oxygen

Step into sunlight barefoot and smile as the sun greets you

A new day to try again

The sound of birds chirping and cars buzzing and the wind fluttering leaves

And you on the porch, relieved

Lighter as you let dead weight go, expectation falls away

And what’s left is a smile and sensation

That’s what really matters

And is yours to control

Not every grand plan

And notice your attachment to the big goals

Are they yours? Or are they inherited from the crowd.

Are they valuable and worthy of your pursuit? Or are they distractions?

Take a breath, and pull back your bow

The arrow will fly towards its target

So as you aim, focus

And keep steady hand

Breathe into the shot

And let the arrow fly

To the soul-sowed target.

I write this poetry as a way to feel what I feel right now.

I notice I criticize myself for slowing down and choosing words more carefully than just letting the words dump from the mind and through the fingertips.

What’s the right way to write creatively, then? Not sure. That’s why I experiment. But that’s something I certainly notice in real time, and so it’s something I thought should be noted.

I get back to the creative flow here, now.

Life is a grand stage and I take a bow

Of reverence to the majesty of it all

I learn that I know not much

As I experience more moments

And realize how little I actually control

But only my reaction to events

My intention

And the actions.

Choice, then, is within my grasp.

And certainly, I don’t walk around with a map.

I am informed by my intuition and strategize with logic to make clear decisions

The best decisions I’ve ever made are when I let go of “me” and focus on “why” “who” and “what.”

And when I say “best decisions,” I mean to speak to the way I choose to make decisions.

When I choose to act on something that benefits me so that it can also benefit others, I am happy in a fulfilling sense. I feel connected to a purpose deeper than my own surface-level vanity.

Learning to fill my cup and then pour into others, giving from a place of abundance, serving the community because I can.