This morning I was doing the thing I sometimes do when the voices of doubt try to squeeze their way in--I was looking everywhere but Here for inspiration, looking for someone else's words/wisdom/advice to fill me up. And then, right in the middle of all the noise, I paused.  I closed my eyes, breathed in and out a couple of times, and quietly, the below words came.

And once again I am reminded to stop, to breathe, to hush the cluttered up BS.  Once again I am reminded that ALL of the answers, all of the empowerment/peace/joy/clarity rests quietly inside.  Once again I am reminded that it's in the pause that I access the sacredness.  If there is any message I want to yell from the highest of high places, it is this...


It is ALL inside.  All of it.

I could flip and click and scour
hoping to squeeze
a drop of fullness
from somewhere, anywhere.
I could tell myself the same old lies
about how I don't
know.  How maybe it's true
that I'm really not
enough

or

I could close my eyes and inhale
and exhale. I could allow
the dust of a lifetime
to blow and swirl
until it decides to finally
settle

I could listen and listen
until once again
I feel that sweet, sweet
hum

In this moment
and in every single moment forever
I see
that I have a choice

I can replay and replay
the same old
stories

or

I can pause and remember
and pause
and remember that I am
the one
I've been waiting for.