Finding The Words

My voice had been hiding

Nothing eloquent here today.

My heart has felt tender and vulnerable. That’s ok. To know when I need to regroup and honor what’s happening in my head and heart is a big part of doing the kind of work I do. Holding space for others can’t happen if I don’t take good care of myself. I’ve been holding space with myself.

A friend at one of my Death Cafes shared a daily discipline. This sentence is to be completed with anything, large or small, that fits. “Today is a good day because _____”

Those who struggle with feeling down, or have a harder time identifying feelings let alone expressing them may look at this as daunting. The tiniest thing fills in the blank, though, and small things add up. Today is a good day because I’m breathing. Because I woke up today. Because I’ll have a cat purring on my lap. Because it’s Monday only once a week.

Today is a good day because I’m writing here, and my voice is out of hiding. Why is it a good day in your world?