Today has been a difficult day although sunny and cool. The mind has its reasons. One part of my brain says: "What's your problem, look outside, get a grip" These are the remnants of my past, from years of social conditioning from being always ready to face the day whether or not I was ready really.
But this is me now and I sit here and observe the peace come in softly on butterfly wings. And my breath eases, and then eases some more and then this is what my heart replies:
This day is heavy
and every breath comes with pain
let go, let go,
now
No comments:
Post a Comment