Clearing by Martha Postlewaite
Do not try to save
the whole world
or do anything grandiose.
Instead, create a clearing
in the dense forest of your life
and wait there
patiently,
until the song
that is your life
falls into your own cupped hands
and you recognize and greet it.
Only then will you know
how to give yourself
to this world
so worthy of rescue.
(C) Martha Postlewaite
How do you create “clearings” in your life, where you can attune to a greater wisdom? Do you meditate, walk in nature, dance? Describe your “clearings” and what they gift you with in your journal.
Instead of running after a sense of purpose, what if you were to wait patiently, quietly, for the song that is your life to fall into your cupped hands? Write a poem beginning, “The song that is my life…”
Find a sit spot in nature. Make this your place to explore in your journal what it means for you to give yourself to this world. What gifts are yours to offer?