Weighed down,
anchored like a ship in the harbor.
This grief –
A contraction, condensed around my heart.
Yet, I am filled with purpose,
I am not abandoned here.
Rather, I am tethered to all that exists – all that has ever existed.
My attention is drawn to the tender, not so distinct edges
of where my heart meets the heart of the world.
For a moment,
beating as one,
the ache moves
carries me in waves;
pulsation of the divine.
What is dying is the illusion of abandonment.
Yet, should I forget this truth,
in a world so vast, there is always the invitation
to be reborn into this love again and again.
Breath by breath
Dr. Arielle Schwartz
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