there is a stillness beneath it all
that waits for me to arrive
breathless from running around all day
mind fluttering
body shifting
brain wondering how long this will take
it holds the same space for me
every time
it offers the same warmth
if I allow myself to feel it
it offers the same truth
if I dare to see it
it offers the same lesson
if I soften to learn it
this unwavering moment of me
releasing me
embracing me
forgetting me
remembering me
disowning me
allowing me
this keeps me coming back
every day
not for more,
but for less
for the meeting of mind and heart
for the melting of body and spirit
for the miracle of presence
stepping into the stream of time
I find it slows down magnificently
occasionally,
if I don’t try too hard,
it even stops.
monique minahan 