Seeking Refuge

She Will Not Be Quiet: A (mostly unedited) daily writing practice

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The only refuge is reality—Tara Brach

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Jotting from my Journal. Day #186 of (mostly unedited) daily writing/sharing

Seeking Refuge

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I unload the dishwasher, 
tuck t-shirts into drawers, 
brush the wiggly dog, 
wipe the countertops, 

make fresh nectar for my sweet 
hummingbirds—yes, I know they're not 
mine, but I love them so much
they feel like mine. 

The fear, the worry, the anxiety, 
the grip of not-enough 
feels like too much today. I
am scared of so many things.

I remind myself 
again of her words—

The only refuge is reality,

and right then, right when 
I start to leave again, 
I bow to the crumbs, the laundry, 
the weight of too much—

to what is. To what is.

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