IN SEASON

I am putting down

what I've been carrying.

I am letting the edges 

of my being relax, soften.

I am holding on to nothing.

I am letting last year's learning

dissolve into knowing.

I am letting seeking seep into being.

I am letting doubt decompose into trust.

I am allowing innocence to seed into maturity.

I am letting numbness winter it way to compassion.

I am shedding resistance.

I am pruning myself back. 

I am going dormant.

It takes all the seasons to become bare.

It takes opening to loss, to grief

to fully feel all the emotions

that live inside the terrain

of what it means to be human.

I am taking this season

to remember who I am again.