renewal/remembering to breathe

I need it to be quiet.
I need it to be still.

I need the gotta do's and the must do's to cross themselves off, or back away slowly.

I need to rest between the joys.
I need to refresh between the tears and broken-open-ness.

That's when I renew.
That's when I rebuild and restore and reboot.

My perspective can catch its breath and settle.  I can begin to see what's really, truly around me.

This world is so loud sometimes. It demands attention, energy, and action. It tells me to WAKE UP, YOU HAVE THINGS TO DO.

I know, I know. 

Can't you see what I've already done? Can't you feel the way my heart has pushed against the world? Haven't I tried to shift possibility, experience, and truth? 

Have I done enough?  Will I ever do enough?

Right now, I need to close my eyes and count my breaths. I need to sit deep in the woods.  I need to fill bowls with honey and cream and leave them as offerings. I need to remember that what I invite needs to feel welcome.  I need to worship and pray and light the incense that needs to be lit.

That's how the magick gets in.

Breathe it in.

I need to step into myself.  

I am my daily practice. I am my promise of stars and moons, as they move across the sky and back again.

I am the whisper in my own ear that says, "Breathe, baby, breathe."

Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.

I come back to myself. I open my eyes and know how to be in my body again.



PS - How do you renew?

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