Isn’t it time to choose the better story? Step one: be present, choose to blame no one, just for today… (Simple but not easy!)
JUST FOR TODAY… Take a deep breath.
Look around you at the beautiful chaos.
Read this poem….
by Robert Bly
Tonight the first fall rain washes away my sly distance.
I have decided to blame no one for my life.
This water falls like a great privacy.
Letters sink into the desk,
The desk sinks away, leaving an intelligence
Slowly learning to talk of its own suffering.
The muttering of thunder is a gift
That reverberates in the roof of the mouth.
Another gift is a child’s face in a dark room
I see as I check the house during the storm.
My life is a blessing, a triumph, a car racing through the rain.
“Sleeping Faces” by Robert Bly from Like the New Moon, I Will Live My Life. © White Pine Press, 2015.