After morning yoga.
After I’ve rearranged the furniture.
I’ve cleared out space
mental and physical.
I welcome the movement, the sighs, the popping joints,
the twists, the surprising strength.
The mental games that try to
take me away from the moment.
When I arrive in my mind and body,
I find soul full awareness.
I am grateful for this body.
For the time carved out just for me.
There is no shame
as my strong thighs hold me upright.
The meanness of cultural norms in
what a pose should look like
what a body should look like.
I honorably greet both ends of the spectrum
and invite a small smile to my lips as I inhale
and clear out the mental clutter once more.
The morning birds are making loud short bursts
even through the soft rain.
They too must meet their needs
and feed that hunger.
It feeds my soul and theirs
to find a shared delight at another
glorious day to be on this earth.
To occupy the same space.
Breathe the same air
and each feel free in our own way.
Free from shame.
Free from stiffness and aches.
Feeling strong and in flight as I move my body
just like the little birds outside my window.
We may not see the sun today
but we each welcome its arrival when it greets us once again.
Published by Healing Insights with Jen
I share my stories honestly as an attempt to find meaning and connection. My intention is that by sharing our stories we ultimately heal ourselves and the world. I want to be a beacon of light to show that it is possible to find your footing and inner strength even when the world seems to be in chaos.
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