Here. This point, right now. This
is where you are. This moment, this minute is the one to sit with. Don’t worry about the minute that comes after this one. Or the minute that came before. This minute, you are here. You are not who you were. You are not who you will be. You are you in this now. This minute may be hard. But you are here, which means you have made it through all the minutes up to now. Which means you have been through hard and come out the other side more human. Being human is hard but you’ve done it for a while now. So in this minute, marvel at who you are right now.
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Did you even notice as you walked by?
You didn’t, did you? I saw it. The heart-shaped leaf, the unraveling thread, the flowers tucked in the garbage. The slope of the tree branch, the sharp lines of the phone booth, the sign that said only “Please Do Not.” I saw the wet footprint shaped like fish bones, water bouncing off the statue’s feet. I saw it all, but you kept walking. Onto the next thing. Always on. I noticed, felt, loved, and hurt while you stayed in motion, emotionless. Maybe that’s why we’re not together. Perhaps we never were. Guess you never noticed. for the women of Mt. Calvary
Woman, God made you He made you to stand strong To give love and shelter To nourish bodies and hope To encourage and to heal Woman, God made you to do all these and more with grace and mercy just as He does all these for you and infinitely more Woman, God made you so greet this day knowing that you are divinity in a beautiful body that God picked just for you Rise and love, woman God made you Some things once seen, can’t be unseen.
Some things once known, can’t be unknown. It is wise, then, to be cautious of what one comes to see and know. Once the eyes are open, and the heart is broken, all that remains is to act. We spend our lives waiting.Waiting in line, at traffic lights, for the bus or train to come, for our big break. We wait to be loved, to be accepted, to be allowed. We wait for help, for guidance, for the right time. We wait for our turn. When will it be my turn? Don’t. Don’t wait for the right time. The right time is now. Right now. Don’t wait for guidance. Seek guidance, and when you find it, share it with others. Don’t wait for help. Offer help. Don’t wait to be allowed. Allow yourself to be where you are and to do what you need to do. Don’t wait to be accepted. Accept yourself. Accept others. Accept God and His goodness, or the universe and its magic, or whatever it is that brings you to your knees. Don’t wait to be loved. Show love. Right now, show love. I am more than you think I am.
I surprise people with my age, my experience, my strength, my ability. First impressions can be mistaken. My power is in your underestimation. I am more broken than you think I am. Do not mistake my perseverance for wholeness. I smile because I am content, or because I am sad and know it will get easier, or because sharing a smile is much nicer than the alternative, or because I know something you don't think I know. My power is in your inability to decipher one smile from another. Stop.
Really. Just stop. You don’t have to run all the time. You don’t have to always be doing. You don’t have to go, go, go. You don’t have to scroll through your Facebook feed. Again. It is OK to do nothing. Be still. Really. Just be still. For it is in the still that knowing comes. It is in the still that healing happens. It is in the still. And still, we run. Craggy branches sprawl
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