Being With Discomfort

A wave of worry, compassion, longing, despair, and doubt rise in my chest

Crashing through my mind

My body aches with a familiar discomfort

Yet my heart has grown louder lately

An expanded capacity to be with the hurt

And surprisingly the sting is not as bad as it used to be

Nonetheless, I wonder where have you come from?

What do you need?

What would be of support?

Remembering this wave of disturbance doesn’t define me nor affect my value or worth

Instead, it has likely come to invite me to sit with more of myself so that I may love more deeply, experience more fully, live more wholly

One thing I know is that it will not behoove me to wallow in it

But rather to compassionately explore it knowing that I’m not alone and that the Divine walks in step beside me

Holding space for all of it

Like the Earth and all of her wonderous beauty and possibility

Nurturing, nourishing, and nesting life and its potential.