Become

Motif 3: Release, p. 7

This is a poem best read while standing (safely) at the edge of some kind of threshold - a doorway, a curb…or while bouncing gently up and down at the end of a diving board. What edge of life do you stand at in this moment? What is inviting your “yes”?

Become

Test the breeze

calm

curious

then I freeze

toes grip the edge

of mystery

ready

yet not

here I am

notice the new

resonate through

the bones

of me

in me

beyond me

unmistakable

sacred echo

of the One

who knows

who sees

what can be

for all tomorrows

sky beckons

if I wait

till I am ready

I’ll never go

breath

opens

come

let it be

run towards

all that is unfurling

release from

release to

the yes

leap

catch the wind

it is

in the going

that I become.

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When we think of being released, we often think of it as being released from something. I would offer that we can also be released to something, or into something. Perhaps there is also a sequence to it - that we are released from something so we can then be released to something?

May you be released from patterns of living that harm and destroy, and be released into new ways of being that bring life, health and wholeness.