What Does It Really Mean to Be Committed?

I almost didn’t post today...

Today’s Poem

Unblocked by Kellion Knibb

I have a block

Blocked from love, a vast and endless sea

I ache for its depth, yet my hands recoil

Unable to touch its velvet romance

Like waves crashing, soft against my soul,

Rooted on the shore, trembling in the foam.

Tides pull gently, but I fear to drown,

Heart adrift, tethered to the sand.


I have a block

Chained in place, staring,

Both captivated and estranged

I glance at my reflection

Where a cold stranger returns my gaze

Eyes clouded with distrust,

Suspicious of my heart for wanting too much


I have loved many things,

I’ve called the wrong ones by its name,

Offered my heart to hollowed spaces,

Left with shame, not warmth’s embrace,

A heart scarred by ghosts of love’s false claim


This block—this fortress of stone—

Must crumble into dust, a relic of the past,

A fading memory of a time, I had shut myself away


Poised within a delicate expanse

Like a bird on a branch of the highest tree

Life flows as a river through my veins,

Reaching into the darkness that once kept me safe,


Ripping through chrysalis

To light, though no longer safely cocooned.

I step into life, unafraid to breathe,

Where poetry escapes in love letters

To a new beginning—where my heart is free

To howl at the moon or run with the sun.


I had a block.

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Today’s Musing

What Does It Really Mean to Be Committed?

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Spring is on her way. She will not be rushed.

I almost didn’t post today. My microphone’s broken, and I’ve been putting off replacing it for a month. I kept telling myself, “Next week,” but the truth is, I’ve let that excuse hold me back for too long. I’ve been thinking about commitment lately, and it feels like the right moment to share these reflections, microphone or not.

Commitment is one of those words we hear all the time, but when you stop and think about it, it’s heavy. We commit to a lot of things in life—whether it’s a job, a relationship, our goals, or even just our daily routines. But commitment goes beyond obligation. It’s a choice. Every time I show up for something, I’m making a decision. I’m saying, “This matters to me, and I will give it my time and energy.” When we commit with intention, that simple act transforms into something more—it becomes a ritual. It becomes second nature.

Right now, I’m committed to a lot of things. I’m committed to living by new values, to my home, to my community, and yes, to my art—specifically, my poetry. I’ve been doing this for years, but for the first time, I’m starting to really embrace it as art, not just a hobby.

Last year, after my solo trip to The Bahamas, I shared how I committed to slowing down, to living more intentionally. I stopped racing toward some imagined finish line and started savoring the journey, making room for what truly matters. A year later, I find myself thinking about that commitment again, especially as I embark on a new creative challenge: writing three poems this month on the subject of love [today’s was the first]. It’s something I’ve always struggled with because love is one of those themes that’s been written about a thousand times over. But this is my journey—my version of it—and I’m ready to take it on.

The last time I felt this level of commitment was back in 2018, when I was deeply involved in track and field. After that chapter ended, it was as if I was just surviving—getting through the day-to-day grind. But now, as I look around, I realize I’m thriving in ways I didn’t expect. I’ve rediscovered commitment, but not just to people or a paycheck. This time, I’m committing to something I didn’t expect to: my poetry.

A few weeks ago, I read something that made me pause. It was about devotion—the kind that asks for everything you’ve got. I realized poetry is no longer just something I do casually. It’s part of who I am, and this space—Growing ‘n Musing—is where I’m fully committing to it. Here, I’m challenging myself to grow, to become better, and to share my journey with all of you.

To everyone who’s been here with me, reading, listening, and supporting—thank you. Your presence means the world to me. I’m grateful to have you along for this ride.

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