Today I can see how I wear it
like a velvet dress, the dream
of wanting to be somebody.
It’s so easy to forget I am wearing it.
Because it is lovely. Because
it feels good. But life
hands me a hanger and asks me
to take off the dress
and move naked today
through my inner rooms.
It’s not as if anyone else can see,
but I notice, as I must,
how much easier it is now to know
the self as sunrise, as apple seed,
as cinnamon, as you.
Ahhhh, being vulnerable! I love it! Beautiful
thank you, it’s my never-ending goal … to be less ambition and more present, less hope and more here.
And taking the mask off that we carry each day and just being who you are meant to be
ah, yes, that’s exactly exactly what I meant …
this one asks to be read again and again..
Oh friend, thank you … I seem to be living it again and again.