To soften

To soften my path,
To soften my sight,
To soften my thinking,
To soften my believing,
To soften my knowing,
To soften my being,
I went where I had never gone before,
Felt what I have never felt before,
Allowed an acceptance of unknown,
To experience life in new ways,
Like I have never before..
Allowed the pain, the thickly intense
Tensions and fear I had before,
Transport, transmute, transform me,
While being in its middle storm,
Unclear of what was coming,
But empowered by what all came before,
Somehow, even though I was scared,
I found my footing, I found a way to navigate,
Within the never before now’s that became my present…
Allowed all that was transpiring be what it needed to be,
Allowed all that was there, be here, be accepted,
Be felt, be expressed, be allowed the spaces it was
Just in works of creating, such spaces to be emptied and filled,
Intuitively, spiritually, emotionally, mentally and physically….
Though it felt like hardening, restricting, it was nothing,
But my very own resistance of the unknown,
Having to leave, let go of all that was known before,
All that was, becoming what I built my comfortable with,
I unbecame, I unlearned, to rediscover though I felt displaced,
I surely was not displaced, disconnected, distraught,
I was discovering, exploring, overcoming, becoming
What I needed to get through…
For all the aches and pains I allowed myself to surrender too,
For all the inabilities I thought I had,
For all the moments I felt that giving up tug,
For all that I was scared of,
For all the push back,
For all of the uncertainties,
I engaged, approached, went through, got through,
With love, with strength, with trust, with faith, with hope,
With positivity though it didn’t feel like anything good,
But drowning, loss… It truly, sincerely wasn’t,
Wasn’t as bad as my fears lead me to believe,
To force myself to resist, I Let go… I accepted,
I was okay not being okay, I was okay with this discomfort,
I was thoroughly through this storm, okay.
I became my proof to just how much I have learned,
I can handle, I can weather, though it felt threatening,
And I was worn out most moments,
meanwhile the storm was approaching,
Becoming, and felt relentless while within it.
Allowing discomfort,
Allowing uncertainty,
Allowing myself to be whole, while feeling blown up,
Blown outta proportion, scattered, torn,
So did those, so did I, so did all,
Contribute to the otherside.
As all,
Always connects, always becomes full circle,
To where I am now,
From all the not knowing I've had thus far,
We do get to a clearing,
That gradually always softens,
Softened I am, where I am now,
I am building, creating, experiencing from,
Though it was quite an adventure and challenge,
I am here, still…
I am learning still,
And oh how I still amazingly grow,
Overcome, rise and keep at this beautiful
Moment constantly giving me moments,
I not only want but need,
To carry with me forward,
That softens me still,
For I am not done with my work,
My progress, my ascension,
My unbecoming to become...
Melissa Palmer © Evolving Mirror