A fellow yogi shared these beautiful words with me, and with that, introduced me to my current favorite poet, Julia Fehrenbacher....
Hold out your hand
Let's forget the world for a while
fall back and back
into the hush and holy
of now
are you listening? This breath
invites you
to write the first word
of your new story
your new story begins with this:
You matter
you are needed—empty
and naked
willing to say yes
and yes and yes
Do you see
the sun shines, day after day
whether you have faith
or not
the sparrows continue
to sing their song
even when you forget to sing
yours
stop asking: Am I good enough?
Ask only
Am I showing up
with love?
Life is not a straight line
it's a downpour of gifts, please -
hold out your hand
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