So, you've been here for a while now
Two and a half years
Of running on fumes
Waiting, resting, recovering, hoping
For a time when you've healed
Enough to move on
From all that has happened before
That you didn't process
That you couldn't
Not that you've been vegetating
But everything you did
Took extra effort
And now, suddenly, there's movement
Of things looking up
A tad too quickly
Things going well may bring in new fears
And you know you can get through
But self doubt arises
It's a little part of you--pesky, persistent
That kept you company earlier
And now lingers
But you've done your work, haven't you?
To look at all your discordant parts
And acknowledge, integrate
Let's do the one thing that has always helped
Breathe, intentionally, slowly, deeply
Synchronize the body and mind
Whatever structure they had before
Had come crashing to the ground
The foundation exposed
We've looked at the ruins, bewildered
But not surprised, and then
We surrendered
Our story wasn't over yet, tough, we knew
So we got up and dusted off
And began to rebuild
This time, slowly, (almost) patiently, kindly
We worked in spurts, we rested
Unhurried, unfettered
We're still working on the foundation
Of whatever this next chapter
Is going to be
The waves of several opportunities
Have been quietly building up
And are now coming ashore
They all look so intimidating, menacing even
But if we notice all the gifts they're carrying
We can remain present and collect them
So, breathe, darling, and let's run across the shore
With those baby steps, gathering the seashells
Like we did way back when
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