All In
When I have borne witness
to more pain than I can carry,
I sometimes take a walk
along the seashore of my mind.
I surrender the heartaches I hold
to the crashing waves,
let them be washed away
into the vastness.
I listen only to the rhythms
of the water,
of my breath,
of my footsteps
until my mind quiets
and peace returns.
When I turn back,
I see home
and the people I love
from a distance-
so beautiful,
so dear.
Renewed,
I return to the only life
I could ever want.
By Maria Brady-Smith
Beautiful.
Thank you, Theresa.
Sometimes I wonder if your sensitivity makes your life a little harder than the lives of the rest of us, but then again I think you know more joy too.
Maybe that is why I require so much “alone” time- time to process it all. Thanks, Paul.