Wednesday, October 8, 2025

One Of The Worst Storms

This feels so timely, right now.
Even as dreary feelings assail me in weaker moments.

"Each drop whispered, you don't have to be much;
you just can't quit."

So I'm shoring up the banks of my inner river and continuing
to do whatever I can, no matter how small 
and ineffective it feels. 
I will not quit.

There's always a way.
May we each find ours 
and travel it with grace 
and soft, defiant, determined dignity.

Namaste'









 

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