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Let’s forget the world for a while
fall back and back
into the hush and holy
of now are you listening?
This breath
invites you
to write the first word
of your new story
your new story begins with this:
You matter
you are needed — empty
and naked
willing to say yes
and yes and yes.
Do you see
the sun shines, day after day
whether you have faith or not
the sparrows continue to sing their song
even when you forget to sing yours.
stop asking: Am I good enough?
Ask only
Am I showing up
with love?
Life is not a straight line
it’s a downpour of gifts, please —
hold out your hand
-Julia Fehrenbacher
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Thanks for stopping by, I found Julia’s book to be fascinating.
Peace,happy spring, and I’ll see you in class, or bopping around
West Concord.
-j
Hi John, This poem arrived to me at an optimum time. . . and so healing.
Thanks for your thoughtfulness in sharing this.
Shanti,
Nancy