A short poem on practice that occurred to me yesterday. We often do the opposite of what will actually help us. The more I learn I live life backwards, the more healing I find.
When I Did It Differently
When befriended my loneliness I had a lifetime companion.
When I stopped being a savior I could finally help.
When I learned to be vulnerable I realized I was safe.
When I said no I was able to be genuinely kind.
When I stopped planning I knew what to do.
When I stopped blaming I became powerful.
When I accepted everything was not always supposed to be ok, everything was always ok.
When I stopped, I finally got somewhere.