for more years than I can count
I was angry & sad
forgiveness comes with time,
comes with practice.
compassion practice unarmored me.
but all I had to do was nothing.
get out of the way.
step aside – stop the show.
slow the train,
shift the perspective.
release the madness.
make a choice to let it go.
forgiveness is the sweet bliss
it just was, ease-ful.
unanswerable questions, fears and unknowns.
forgiveness is the gift of our lives.
it matures us and nourishes us enough that we can
be more, be there for others. for ourselves. there is no separation, really.
I can see the subtle strength
when the ego releases the need to hold. so. tight.
just sit in the stillness of the love in your soul.
trust that you will find the way.
* This poem is dedicated to my mom on this Mother’s Day.
It’s been a long time coming, and now I’m ready to let go of the past.
Last weekend, we visited for the first time in over 5 years.
I realized how much we are alike…
The silliness, the love of nature, animals and kiddos,
the deep yearning for connection and the huge heart that she gifted me.
And for this, Mom, I say Thank You.
Being with you and my children was beautiful. To see you loving them in ways that you loved me.
While I have not always seen it- nor appreciated it- nor recognized it as valuable.. you did love me, the best you could. And I see you. Happy Mother’s Day to all the women who have complicated relationships with their mamas. I wish you peace and FORGIVENESS.