Dear Body

Dear body please help me to remember….

My felt sense
My true nature

My inner knowing…
Like the stars, is sometimes hidden, sometimes covered over by the darkness, concealed by the distractions of life, blocked out by the conditionings imposed on me from the outside. Dimmed by the crushing thoughts that pelt down on me.

But sometimes, sometimes…
When I’m quiet, when my mind is still, when I’m with someone who can listen well, someone who doesn’t want to change or fix me, someone who points me back home to myself, I find,

truth and beauty
Always available

It never leaves me
I leave it… often
It never leaves me

Dear body please hear my prayer,

help me to come home to you…
and again
and again.