Behind the scenes,
That which not all can see,
Not all can know, sense, or believe.
There are moments that stand still,
Though time is surely tick tocking.
There is this space,
A space of observance,
Reserved for us to discover,
Both its beauty and its challenge.
Giving us something to confront,
Or something to unburden ourselves with,
As to finally surrender...
Let it go,
Let it flow, whether it be tears,
Whether it be confusion,
Settling in as it passes through,
To feel the feels.
To be in that moment,
Not letting ourselves
Place shoulds of how we must,
remain sane in holding our composure...
To be however,
No matter how ridiculous it seems.
Not being worried by what it may look like,
Just allowing this moment to be fully had.
For it is within us, within this stillness,
That interlocks with the moments coming.
To be here,
Whether it be in panic or calm,
Savoring every piece as it shatters,
As it screams, as it cries, as it yells,
As it whispers, as it tugs, as it pushes, as it releases,
As it reveals, so it can be freed…
Let it sweet one,
Let it slide,
Let it be not fully understood,
Let it be chaotic, messy,
Let it spill, without coehercing it
To follow your plan, your control,
Your restrictions or expectations,
Let it be….
Let time feel slowed down,
Let the stillness out and in, in and out,
Let it breathe,
As you breathe.
Love it, forgive it, and thank it,
As you have your heart cradled within you,
Extend that compassion,
Let all the steps stumble out and through.
It can heal,
It can be freed,
Without giving it directions,
Let it be,
Let it be,
Just allow yourself to work through.
That time still passes,
And you’ll pick up where you left off,
As you cherish that this weird stillness,
Is just a launch pad,
To the next awesomeness to unravel,
Your next aha…
Let it be,
Guide only with love, empathy, compassion,
Forgiveness, keep putting light,
Where you feel is dread, of darkness,
Of unscheduled bumps...
Ease into letting it be,
Letting you be,
Letting the healing be present.
For there are far greater treasures,
Within this pause, this rest, this allowing,
This observance, far more in this, than we know,
Until we will it,
Free to surface,
Free to appreciate,
Free to accept,
And free to leave,
So we gather its wisdom,
And are too, free to move on..
Melissa Palmer © Evolving Mirror
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