What if there was a place where
there were no judgments?
What if there was space for you to sit
in your own light?
What if there was a container for
you to be held until you
felt that you were whole?
What if we could hold the space
for you until you know at
the deepest levels that you
are that space and that empty?
What would the world look like
if we genuinely loved our aching hearts
and soaring spirits at once?
Who would we be if compassion was
our action, consciously was
our way of being?
Would you feel free to stay in this place
no matter what the weather?
Would you feel safe to breathe freely
and come in to your own body?
What if we set aside our tools,
our weapons, our shields and exclaim,
“I am becoming…”?
Who would we be if we smiled and sang
“I am unfolding Love?”