I wrote this poem several years ago but am feeling a renewed sense of this these days. I am reminded once again of the role that reverence plays in my life and what a mess I find myself in when I forget to be reverent.
Gratitude, Compassion, & Deep Love
So grateful for this space between not enough and too much.
Grateful that it has found me and is teaching me fulfillment.
Grateful for the absence of longing and the presence of belonging.
Compassion for the parts of myself that forgot what this felt like. For the me that thought that I had to beg, or steal, or trick my way to it.
Compassion for the part of me that doubted that it was even possible.
Deep Love for the then, the now, and the whatever is to come.