
Some days you have to turn off the news
and listen to the bird or truck
or the neighbor screaming out her life.
You have to close all the books and open
all the windows so that whatever swirls
inside can leave and whatever flutters
against the glass can enter. Some days
you have to unplug the phone and step
out to the porch and rock all afternoon
and allow the sun to tell you what to do.
The whole day has to lie ahead of you
like railroad tracks that drift off into gravel.
Some days you have to walk down the wooden
staircase through the evening fog to the river,
where the peach roses are closing,
sit on the grassy bank and wait for the two geese.
~Philip Terman
how I can choose to see the day….
inquiry for today~ may your intention be sweeter than you know….
May this new day meet you
with warmth and promise.
May your first breath be steady,
your first thought be kind.
You do not need to rush
into becoming anything today.
Simply wake.
Simply arrive.
Let the light find you where you are.
May small things bring you
unexpected joy.
May your heart speak clearly,
and may you listen to it.
May your steps feel purposeful
even in ordinary moments.
Whatever this day brings,
may you move through it
with quiet confidence and
a softness that never leaves you.
Good morning, beautiful soul.
~Melisse Pinto