Hold Out Your Hand by Julia Fehrenbacher

Let’s forget the world for a while
fall back and back
into the hush and holy
of now 

are you listening? This breath
invites you
to write the first word
of your new story 

your new story begins with this:
You matter. 

You are needed—empty
and naked
willing to say yes
and yes and yes.

Do you see
the sun shines, day after day
whether you have faith
or not
the sparrows continue
to sing their song
even when you forget to sing
yours

stop asking: Am I good enough?
Ask only: Am I showing up with love?

Life is not a straight line
it’s a downpour of gifts, please—
hold out your hand

It helps to remember our true purpose, especially in the chaos of this rapidly changing world. To breathe in the quiet hush. I love this poem because it is a message that I embrace. Thes line, "stop asking: Am I good enough? Ask only: Am I showing up with love?

I am curious if there is a wird or phase that resonates with you?

Each of us are needed to make our little corner of the universe a better place. It is no accident that we are here, it's moraculous!

Liz Sorensen Wessel

Sketch by ~liz