Breath
in and out
in and out,
rhythm of existence.
Sometimes fast,
sometimes slow.
Loudly labored
or
soft, smooth
and steady.
Music of life.
Steady, sure
until it is not.
A threshold
not easily crossed
though often
threatened.
Every day
we breathe in
the miracle.
Seemingly insignificant
often forgotten,
yet the gift
is given to all.
No flesh
unworthy
or unloved.
Empowering
bodies
to hold
the light.
A radiant
miracle
to fill
us all.
A note to my readers:)
Today on this highly celebrated day of light, I have experienced a Christmas miracle as I am currently sitting next to my mother who is napping. She has late stage lung cancer and went into near respiratory arrest two days ago, but the angels must not have been ready for her in heaven just yet.
This time of great light and celebration is also a time of grief, darkness, and pain. This juxtaposition is a source of deep beauty and I hope you are able to take the time to slow down and see, feel, and experience beauty today and in the cold days to come. Please know that I am sending love and light to you this day!
Love,
Mary Jane
