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Thursday, June 18, 2020

On a Clear Day



On a Clear Day

Sliding once again into 
restorative, silky waters
she lays back,
allows natural buoyancy to 
hold her steady and balanced.
So many beautiful 
words have flowed through her 
and into the world. 
She knows they represent
the truth of healing.
With a profound realization
 that she had to fully trust
 her own memories
 of the wound
in order to deeply embody
  those truths,
she again feels something
novel and familiar.
She feels herself.
All the way in,
all the way out.
No need to apologize
or try so very hard.
That's what's happening now -
unlearning the constant sense
that there must be effort 
in order to earn
the right
 to be who she is. 
Letting go the habit of
 waiting with bated breath
to see if she made a mistake
or failed.
Trusting the clarity that's present
on a clear day,
while knowing clouds
will come and go,
but that she didn't cause the clouds.
They are simply there
and will pass.
She can and will continue
to settle more and more
 into the comfort and safety
of being
 at home
in herself.
On those clear days,
any day really,
it's okay to simply be.
Sarah Carlson
June 18, 2020




1 comment:

  1. Just so lovely! I can relate... although different circumstances, it seems the "process" of "recovering" from the wounds is the same - learning to just be; being at home in ourselves... Thank you...

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