WHAT MATTERS
by Terry Kirby Erickson
What other people think of you, what they say, are burdens no one should carry. Lift a spoon, a cup, things that fit in your hand. Carry on a conversation, pick up a baby. Listen to the wind when it whispers, nothing else. There is no one watching you, no one straining to hear what you say. The present has arrived and you are in it. Your heart is pumping. Your breath moves in and out of your lungs without anyone’s help or permission. Let go of everything else. Let your life, handed to you through no effort of your own, be all the proof you need. You are loved. |