This poem touched something in me today. A reminder to stop… to consider where I am, where I am going. It is a reminder in these turbulent times to breathe, consciously and mindfully. It is a gentle tap on my mental shoulder to not be carried away by fear of what could go wrong, by anxiety of not being enough; not to inherit the stressful energy of others, to not succumb to the push to act.
In the moment when one is compelled to (re)act through fear, that is the moment when one needs most to be still. Take time to gather your self, your sense of at-one-ness with the world. This is not procrastination. It is how we regain our sight to see that all is well, we will hear again the sweet song of joy, we can once again feel the warm embrace of the ones who love us, to taste the tingling excitement of life.
It is then we return to the self that is grateful no matter the pain, that is grace even under fire, that is love in spite of anger and hurt.
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