I'm tired tonight. Still recovering from a day at the pumpkin patch with the Baby Hurricane.You've probably read this before, but just in case you haven't, I wanted to share it. It's called "I will not die an unlived life," by poet and author Dawna Markova. It's a wonderful message...
I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear
of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
more accessible,
to loosen my heart
until it becomes a wing,
a touch a promise.
I choose to risk my significance
to live so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom,
and that which came to me as blossom
goes on as fruit.
No comments:
Post a Comment