An Invitation from the Park Bench
Come on, have a seat. It will be okay.
Put down your burden, if only for a minute.
Your bags are safe with me, you can pick them right back.
Take a deep breath. Take five. Take more
Until you know you can breathe.
Feel you feet on the ground, feel the breeze in your hair.
Feel the humid air leaving a trace on your skin.
Look around you. See the trees move in the wind.
See the children playing. See the colorful flowers.
The old woman walking her dog. The single firefly.
The brook flowing gently. Gushing over some rocks.
Listen to the sound of cars. Hear the children squealing.
The water flowing. The wind through the trees.
A stronger gust of wind, louder this time.
The man talking shop on his phone.
Observe the universe around you. Bask in its abundance.
Feel the embrace enveloping you. Lightly or tightly. Your choice.
It's all yours. Exactly what you need. Exactly when you need.
Lean into your inner wisdom. It knows.
You are welcome here. Exactly as you are.
You are whole, there is nothing to be fixed.
Not today. Not ever.
You don't need to become. Just BE.
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