Sometimes we just need to step aside. From the managing and
the mindful being-with-what- is. The good sport and the knowledge
that we are, unfortunately ,in good company , when we linger by the side of the
path, taking a breather .
The feelings of tiresome enduring, and exhaustion tightening our breath. The way so unrelenting.
The feelings of tiresome enduring, and exhaustion tightening our breath. The way so unrelenting.
We step aside and let life pass by while we take our breaths , while we close our eyes , relax , and rest in that breath.
We take our time . Feel the sadness and disappointment;
the worry and the concern . And when the rabid fear rises up, as it will, we
tender our own selves , as we would any loved one.
Giving room for the grief, the despair, knowing it has a
beginning ,and shall have an end..
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