A Prayer/A Spell
I am feeling better, so I say good morning and mean it. That’s a big deal.
Yes, today is a good morning to exhale, to feel joy with the release of a breath I no longer need to be holding.
I am NOT alone because I feel alone.
I am NOT alone because I feel alone.
I am NOT alone because I feel alone with company.
When I look in the mirror, I will find a reflection of the gifts I am withholding from myself.
Light hits everything at a different angle. I will make a habit of tilting my head.
When the sadness water falls, I will let the salt cleanse the wounds I cannot see. I will let dance parties be the hospitals I heal in.
If I need more help, I will let the people offering help me.
If I need more help, I will let the medication help me.
I forgive my body for being a machine after all.
I forgive my memory for being the cupboard door that will continue to pop ajar no matter how many times I push it shut.
I forgive myself even if I am the last person I want to forgive.
Wherever I have come from, wherever I am going, I will remember the present as the only place to start.
Today is a good day to wake up and be great and have gratitude for the restless pump of a heart, for the way it does not know how to hold back.
I will exhale and I will begin to do the same.
– by Sabrina Benaim, from Depression & Other Magic Tricks
GORGEOUSNESS.
I’m going to print this out for my students~following an unexpected twist in a class discussion today regarding illness/death/upheavals.