When the winds are shifting,
and change is here,
I sometimes shudder with
fear, which blankets my heart
in a covering so itchy…
the restlessness it brings
grows like a cancer,
consuming health.
I wonder out loud,
and through every pore –
my cells scream
No!
The resistance builds a wall
around my soul,
and I begin to hide.
I grieve…
the tears wash over
all the tensions and aches,
bringing yet another baptism.
Eventually, I remember
that changes bring a
kind of birthing process…
and I know there is
something beautiful coming
after this pain.
I love how tears
release and inform
all at once – as if
we must break, deeply –
apart and before
we can be refashioned.
These very insights, eventually
bring gratitude.
I know,
it does’t make sense
to the logical mind…
but it is the dance of Spirit
within and beyond me.
When I learn to
accept the invitation to
the dance of life,
letting go of my need to
lead it,
I get lighter on my feet,
and my being
finally hears the music
and is wrapped in comfort
and delight.
I am set free.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018
Letting go of my need to lead….. Yes, indeed! I love how you touch on the soul.
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