For a minute there, I got lost…
I trust so easily sometimes. I slip and slide into that which I do not want and it’s days gone by before I realize I am somewhere else, somewhere I never desired to be.
I open up without a care. I invite those from hither and yon into my yard before I finally see the crowd has grown too large and I have no more to give.
For a minute there, I lost my way…
There used to be a gatekeeper between my brow and my crown. Where has she flown off to? I used to keep a compassionate distance between my heart and theirs. It narrowed until it disappeared.
And now I’m here in the midst of a life I do not care to live.
But I will let it go.
Because the distance is imagined just as all boundaries are. And the only thing I require is kindness. Kindness to direct me, connect and protect me.
So when I get lost I ask, “What is the kindest thing to do here?”
And then I can trust. I can open up. Kindness is my gatekeeper and my reminder that I am enough, exactly as I am.
Here and now. Just as I am: The whole, the we, the everafter.
No separation, no suffering, no shit.