Where Do I Start?
Where do I start, when the world within me and around me is so loud, and all I seek is inner peace.
What do I do when
all that is certain
now leaves me feeling trapped, like a bird in a cage
what do I do? I am drowning, I am sinking, I am reaching out for a solution but a voice so lite so thin like a whisper is calling me within
The ground beneath my feet is shaking, breaking, cracking crumbling, I am falling and struggling, but that voice, so lite so thin coming from within is whispering,
calling me back to something ancient,
something I have always known but forgotten.
I stand at the edge of a journey,
unsure of the path,
but the wind in my hair tells me
I am meant to move forward,
even if I do not know where.
My soul, my spirit, my intuition long muted by the noise of life,
begins to hum softly,
a melody I had silenced for years—
it is a song of deep remembering and deep longing for the me I am suppose to be.
Where do I start?
when the stars in the sky
seem to pulse in time with my heart,
reminding me that I am woven
into something vast,
something unexplainable
I take a breath,
and let go of all the ways I thought I knew,
for I am reborn I am a babe in this spiritual space, surrounded by the ancestors and my spirit guides, I surrender to all they have to teach me.
where do I start? with one foot in front of the other
and each step I take is a prayer.
The answer is not in the distance,
but in the unfolding of here and now, and acknowledging that I am just a moment in time
where each moment is a doorway
and I am the one who decides
whether to walk through it.
So, where do I start? I start with this moment, with this breath, in true serenity and
with the courage to be open
to whatever comes next.
Written By Stacey McCoy