Clearing

I wanted to share this poem. Not my words but I feel, hope, want to make space for this. From my little held and safe space, of candles and hygge, I am waiting.

Clearing 

by Martha Postlewaite

Do not try and save

 the whole world

or do anything grandiose.

Instead, create

a clearing

in the dense forest

of your life

and wait there

patiently,

until the song

that is your life

falls into your own cupped hands

and you recognize it and greet it.

Only then will you know

how to give yourself

to this world

so worthy of rescue.

I feel each layer of my life which I stop to consider, my story, my possessions, how I live, and what I then might decide to discard or treasure, is bringing me back to myself. Now I just have to be brave enough to hold that space, without rushing to fill it. Trusting that what comes next will come if I allow it. 

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