When the old is calling
and you want the new
reach out your hand
take hold, grip firm
and leave the world
for that space within
where stillness resides
For true solace
is only ever found
in the ‘grip’ one has
on spiritual ground.
Slipping and sliding
beneath air and earth
One is grounded when
the moment gives birth
to this – just this –
this moment within
Knowing that life is lived
in the now
not in what has been
It’s tough at times
boot straps to pull up,
But hey! dear one,
Just do it!
For that’s your worth.
Moment by moment
Stilled within
Mind not racing
Just a quietude given
Hearing the birdsong
Feeling the space
That embraces all
And flows through self
And in all that is seen and unseen
Sit, dear one, in stillness
Breathe, for breath is life
Hold your own hand
For all your worth.
There is no tomorrow,
There’s only today
There’s only right now
So hold your own hand
deep within
We cannot be
Any other way.
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Image: Stanley Mill, Scotland, an historic mill I visited in 2017. My ancestors lived and worked in cotton mills in Manchester, England. I enjoyed seeing the machines and reading about the life of mill workers, albeit this mill is in Scotland!
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