What if?
What if I noticed more?
What if I allowed myself to feel what is here now more often?
What if I paused to experience stillness and silence more?
What if I said yes more?
What if I chose to do that scary thing more often and let fear be there alongside if it asked?
What if I chose play more?
What if I leaned into joy fully?
What if I leaned into discomfort fully?
What if I learned to welcome it all?
What if I listened more?
What if I chose curiosity over judgment more often?
What if I let myself love without condition,
Without reasoning,
Without caution?
What if?
To this extraordinary life we get to live,
To the love that welcomes me open and thaws even the most hardened,
Most frozen and forgotten places in me.
To the storms that wash through me,
Deeply cleansing my soul,
Leaving only the shimmering truth.
To the fear that arrives as unconscious love,
Showing me where my potential resides and precisely where I can expand into greater love with a heart wide open.
To the discomfort that comes to teach me courage,
Resilience and strength.
To the breath that breathes me alive every moment of my life,
Nourishing me from the inside,
Renewing vitality and peace over and over and over like waves in the ocean.
To the earth that holds me always,
Supporting,
Providing firm ground,
Cradling the soft shape of my body,
Toes in mud,
Back resting on sand,
Palms kissing sweet earth.
To waking and sleeping,
Coming home,
Leaving and returning again.
To remembering and forgetting and remembering again who I truly am,
To finding my own way in light and shadow,
To giving and loving beyond the tethers of restraint and to the freedom and expansion that effortlessly pours in when allowing a love that big.
To the little things,
The simple things,
The way sunlight touches the petals of a rose,
The delicate spirals of dancing air created by the song of a butterfly's wings in flight.
To dreams and hope and the ribbons of light they offer already connecting the heart with the radiance of potential manifest.
To connection and awareness and the details that illuminate the sacred oneness of it all.
To feeling and flow and letting the ripples,
Streams and torrents of life touch me deeply,
Leaving every part of me alive,
Awake.
To honey and sap and the sweet fragrance of blossoms bathed in moonlight.
To the blood that bursts open in spring,
To joy,
To sorrow,
To the light and the dark and the light in the darkness,
To every experience that flows through me,
Cracking,
Coaxing,
Bursting,
Softening,
Breathing me ever more fully into the wide open field of my unprotected loving heart.
To forgiveness and its gift of new beginnings.
To the ones who stand with me in this journey,
Holding space for me to explore the expansiveness of my own soul and to the ones who come to show me what hurts,
Who are not allowing me to stay small,
Who act as catalysts for my own healing.
To fire and transformative change that is born in the intensity of flame.
To freedom and the power of choice,
Which allow me to become the master of my own ship.
To listening and the learning it brings.
To stillness.
To silence.
To peaceful rest where growth takes root,
Fruit is ripened and wisdom born.
To courage and allowing what is here now to be felt,
Every fiber of my being alive and perfectly in tune with both the dissonance and sweet resolution of being human.
To nature and wild places and everything that brings me back to an experience of raw,
Untamed essence.
To this one precious planet we get to call home for a little while.
To loving so deeply it changes the color of the world.
To grace and letting go.
To wonder,
Curiosity and bright sparks of creativity and inspiration.
To compassion,
The warm embrace of belonging and the completeness in the circle of it all.
I thank you.
I thank you.
I thank you.
