Dear you,

Today I woke up needing answers.
Answers to questions I have no control over.
Answers that require others to take action.

That's a hard thing.

I called mom.
She said, "Just be still and listen today, Andrea."

So here I am
being still
breathing
wondering
still worrying
and
listening.

I find stillness when I write.
I hear things that I can't when I talk.
I read things I can't understand if I'm moving.

So in the midst of stillness I found this. Enjoy a moment of peace, as I did. You will surely be blessed!

The author is Julia Fehrenbacher. She is also a painter. You can see her work at http://paintedpath.org

Dear you

you, the one reading these words

you, with your ancient, wanting heart

you, wondering if you'll ever

get it right

I invite you to pause

for a moment

to listen to the space

between

these words

to the space where softness

rests

and hunger

fades

to the space that so

gently

asks you to

stop

the thoughts

that doubt your worth

to stop the voices that compare

and leave you feeling

less

There is no less

there are no shadows or shoulds, no pretty or good

no bad or broken, no right or wrong in

Love

There is only this breath

and that which breathes it

there is only You

and your giggling, fully blossomed

Self