Even though it is hard
[harder than I would have imagined]
And I would like the chance to fiddle it different
When I can accept what has happened
Only that one thing
Makes everything a little sweeter.
I’m guessing if I could BE in a peace summit with anyone from
my “failed” past relationships, nothing would BE able to change BEyond
Acceptance. Mine. Whatever they might think [or NOT think] is irrelevant. All
of that is just the story in my head anyway…
Still, I spend an immense amount of creative energy thinking
how things could have been different. Sometimes “if only I…” or “if that had
been instead of what was…” And other times with a certainty that startles me
with how seriously it takes itself. [how seriously I take MYself…]
The Gratitude in this whole mess is that I can SEE it Now.
Without ridicule. Or rancor. Even without shame. What a gift it is to BE
clearer than I was. Even a moment ago.
Little things seem to BE floating up into view for me,
catching me, sometimes, totally by surprise. Moving me ever so gently BEyond
wishing. Settling me, comfortably, in a delicious chair where Acceptance wraps
itself round me like a hug.
Whenever I feel that old pull Now… I reach for Acceptance.
I love you, Currie
2 comments:
I just had this conversation with my best friend last night...I am ten years older than her and I was trying to help her understand and accept that you can never influence/change what people think of you/your behavior/etc.....you are so correct...they are just stories in your head. Loving what you write....loving growing older and wiser.
Collage work I have found can bring about so much healing and bring one to 'acceptance' ~
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