The mountains are out today They found their way through the haze. Five birds overhead, Pushing hard to find their V for ease. Changes have come. No denying it now. Waves of grief crash and ebb, Without any new story. Action and reaction, Kept present by the world’s demands. I check my Inner Compass, Yep, this path—full steam ahead. Am I okay? A little sad and scared, but yes. On the outside, life appears In old familiar patterns I usually resist. Inside—I bring my focus to A tiny still point in the center of my heart. I become a prism Through which the light can dance. I am perfect and free Just as I am. The winds of change Can’t blow out this light.
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This is so beautiful and is a healing balm. Thank you for this gift today. 💜