Sink into stillness.
Cancel appointments with doctors
wanting to discuss diagnoses and
possible plans of treatment.
Taper off medication and
put supplements back
in the freezer.
Plot out a schedule to serve me for the
next six months with
Hands on my husband’s hips I ask him,
“Will you please just tell me if
what we’re doing isn’t working?
Can it please be safe for me to assume,
unless I hear otherwise,
things are running smoothly?”
Always try to improve.
Plan a different way to do
everything long before I have proof the
current approach busted.
Every tendon, muscle, nerve, and neuron
from toes to temples is
begging for a break.
“Please. Just let me settle.”
We do not need to push forward constantly.
Those safe places and
longed-for ease perhaps only present themselves
when we let ourselves go and