I will be vulnerable;
soften my heart open with grace;
turn it toward you.
I will build a home there, with my own hands;
quiet the voices of critique;
recognize my lovability.
I will honor what I need with gentleness;
display my passions and offerings unabashedly;
never give away my power.
I will not need answers to everything;
welcome the unknown;
sit with discomfort until it blossoms.
I will anchor deep into the rich earth;
Seek a sweet lightness;
sway easily in the winds.
My actions will be ﬂavored by love.
If you hate,
I will witness your fear and confusion;
If you are alone,
I will take you in;
If you are anxious,
I will slide my hand softly down your spine
so you can ﬁnd your breath.
I will mirror your beauty when you cannot see it,
vast and varied and wild.
I will stumble and leap as I learn.
I will sink into love and let the rest fall away.
I will share this journey raw and open so that others may ﬁnd the same freedom.
This is my life’s work.
I am eager to greet it each day.