Enough

Today, With the rain falling softly on the tin roof, With the fire burning and coffee warm, Alongside the birds soft song is knowing that in this moment, I have found myself exactly where I need to be. To immerse yourself in a different life You risk becoming a stranger to the ones you love, And indeed how strange I look now with my wild hair and bruised legs. In this gray morning I sit and study the dusty floor of my cabin Among the wood chips and ash there is a little field mouse that peers out from the corner of the room As he looks at me I think about how many mornings I’ve woken and felt like less than enough. Here, everything becomes amplified without the static distraction of the city Inside of me there is a sadness and fierceness and joy, I am all of these things and they take their turn upon my heart. Through the window fog gives way to mountains and the smell of wet earth carries in from the north. There is a calmness in the breeze and I remind myself to stop measuring against those who I know so little of. Wherever you are, In the rain or the heat, Know that you are enough. That *we* have always, Been enough. Feel the strength that courses through your river veins, Know that your eyes are a mirror to the glow of the moon, And your skin holds sunshine in the darkest of nights. Remember the magic that pulses from your fingertips. How many times have they traced beauty upon lips and backs? As you go about your story look to the people around you, Look past their clothing and their differences, Past their fast words and nervous ticks, And see them. Every bit of you is stitched together in stardust, Every bit of you, Is stardust. So please, Don’t fear the space.