Motivational Muse: Practice Like a Spring Rain

One drop, then another. It’s the release, the learning in practice.

Why did I think I needed to hold on to it forever?

Me, the dark rain cloud. Me, so stubborn in the blindness.

Me, with all that heartbreak, grief, and weighted sadness.

One teardrop, a few raindrops, a slighted sprinkle.

See, the sky knows of how to transition, how to recognize that I’ve carried this burden far too long.

My soul, needed watering, the dry, brittleness of my roots yearning for release of darkness — pain. That pain filled with so much anger.

Learning to practice, to sprinkle raindrops, to let go and watch the rainbow’s fill my soul.

Yes, that’s where it is…

Linda J Wolff | Personal Life Coach