A Sunday poem for you

Sending you a poem on this first day of the month. One that recently came into my life…………

Come new to this day.

Remove the rigid overcoat of experience,

the notion of knowing,

the beliefs that cloud your vision.

Leave behind the stories of your life.

Spit out the sour taste of unmet expectation.

Let the stale scent of what-ifs waft back into the swamp of your useless fears.

Arrive curious, without the armor of certainty,

the plans and planned results of the life you’ve imagined.

Live the life that chooses you,

new every breath, every blink of your astonished eyes.

Prescription for the disillusioned, by Rebecca del Rio

‘Live the life that chooses you’ - that’s what spoke to me.

We can spend a lot of energy fighting and resisting the life that chooses us. I’m sure that there are things in your life that you definitely wouldn’t have chosen and yet here we are still living and breathing anyway.

It’s a humbling and reckoning experience to be reminded that we are not fully in control of life. We have the illusion of certainty that all will go as planned, and we will get what we ordered. Yet over and over again we are reminded that this is not how life works, and are forced to surrender and drop our armour to the ground.

I’m not saying this from a place of defeat or that we should expect the worse. It just reminds me that this is not personal, and we are here to dance in the flow of life, rather than wrestle with it. This poem brings me comfort in being reminded that the life that chooses me is meant for me. It allows me to lean in to more of who I am, and to stop trying to polish and shine up the things I’m not. It’s a relief. To stop efforting.

That’s what I feel when I read this.

How about you?

What do you feel?

Sending warm autumn vibes