hundreds of ways
Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to.
Don’t try to see through the distances. That’s not for human beings.
Move within, but don’t move the way fear makes you move.
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened.
Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel down and kiss the ground.
A dear friend sent me this poem the other day. What a lovely reminder that just being is enough.
Life unfolds so beautifully and miraculously when we allow it.