Awakening before the sun with the taste of tears in my mouth, thoughts of frustration swirling through my mind and disappointment pricking my heart. How can I be here again, hurting, limited? I hobble and limp through my morning routine choking back more tears in stubborn defiance. Breathe. Pour the coffee. Make more coffee. Drink the coffee. Breathe…

I will engage in my morning routine…even if I have to stand, squirm, squat, kneel and swear! I will find peace…dammit! So I read…

and this is the message my eyes fell upon and my heart opened to…

What a reframe! Moving frustration and disappointment to gratitude, humility and hope…magical really.

So I will walk this day reflecting rather than condemning, honoring rather than resisting, flowing rather than grasping/clawing/demanding…releasing control and need to know to find grace, dissolving fear and anger to embrace hope and faith…going with the flow rather than treading water or fighting the natural current of things.

May my tears remove that which no longer serves and cleanse me of any toxic thoughts, emotions, memories, beliefs, conditions

emptying me so I may be made whole

placing me in the flow of things, so I may be open and receptive to the now and the greater yet to be

holding me so I may learn, heal and grow

allowing me to dance in the flow…fluid, guided and lifted

to be…