First, I found My feet. My toes, And heels, And arches. They dug in deep And I reached. Next my legs Emerged, My calves, And shins, And thighs. They thickened And I soared. And in the end, I bent Into feet and legs, Muscle and bone, And found grace.
Some days I have To shut My eyes And listen To find My way Into my skin. Body still, I fill my lungs And lay Breath Down With intention Crumb By Crumb. And for a moment, I am full.
I pause The grinding Mindwork To find My pieces Scrambled and Scattered About. A hope here. A doubt there. A glimpse of a memory That always leaves me Guilty. I pause. And breathe Space Between the gears. I pause And stretch Time Between the beats. And with spacetime Set aside, My pieces slip into place.
My body Arrives, Still Hot and Driving The beat Of my run. And the Practice It finds there Is more rest Than rhythm More stillness Than shifts. And I breathe Into body Over and over As my mind Insists We move on.
On this day I slipped Into my practice Upon waking Like Easing Into your bed After too much Living Leaves us Weak. Necessary And Indulgent Somehow To leave be The befores And the laters And come to rest In the now.
Some days, I feel lonely In the dark, In the quiet, Seeking To create A moment Or two Of just being By redoing And redoing With Intention. Other days, Though - Other days, Everyone I’ve ever loved Or hurt Or been seen by Shows up In the alleys Between Being And doing And I Recognize Us.
Today I practiced All The most Important Details. I breathed, And I felt Myself Breathing. I listened, And I heard Myself Living. And I planted my feet, And I reached Way past Where I usually Stop. And later, In his eyes, I saw what I practiced for.
I woke Hesitant To do so, Not quite ready For the next To be now. Yet So it was, (And so I woke) And so it kept Being. Now. And now. And now. And now. And then, In a moment, Still and shadowed, I caught up. And woke again.
When the time Arrived, I didn’t. I made an appearance - A quick Hello - Then scampered off To solve Problems, To anticipate Issues, To recall Details My mind provided For careful (And Urgent!) Examination. My body stayed, Working Excuses into Polite Conversation. Just in case. And in the end, It left alone.
Today That space I seek And find Was slippery And sloped. I found myself, Over And over, Sliding forward Into Tomorrow, Into Next month, Into And Then Into What If And One Day. But When I let go I found, At the bottom, The sought.
