We never change
On wanting what I always had
No longer wishing or praying for a future in which nothing bad happens to me and I have an abundance in my material world.
Instead praying for a life in which, when difficult things happen, I am deeply resourced in presence and connection in a way that allows me to feel it through to the other side.
I will feel loved and held enough by my life to let my heart break. There is space for this kind of aliveness, we know nothing is wrong. I am known enough to trust my process and attune to me accurately. I trust my body enough to be with its cues instead of freeze up and resist in fear. There is space on either side of me, I go move around in the yard, hands out, no self-consciousness.
Home is made of natural richness, found treasures, that tend to us while we live life and life lives us. Belonging is there to fill the cracks of all we do not know and cannot control.
We know true wealth. Regardless if it’s a mound of money saved or owed, we can pick up a pen or guitar or plant seeds or stir the soup and then share it in candlelight and we all say “mm yes thats good”. And it is enough.