Just be.

There were far

more

days

than I can count

wishing I could be different.

Casting all my dreams about

and shelving my ambitions.

I'm lost now

in losing myself

and finding a connection

to the All.

No one will ever call me

Mother Of The Year,

and, not that my kids live in fear,

I just haven't gotten into gear

doing what the consensus says

constitutes success.

They ~are~ happy.

From what I can see

~that's~ what the world really needs.

It's painful, you know?

Be miserable

so you can buy

happiness?

Does that make sense?

I didn't think so either.

It's what they tell me,

in not so many words;

what they really say,

pushing all that commerce

down my throat.

I hate to gloat

but I'm better than that.

So are you.

You don't need those brand new shoes.

You won't die

if your hair doesn't shine

or your teeth are out of line

or the car is not that great,

or the house has too little space,

or your horse didn't win the race,

if you couldn't keep the pace

and tick the boxes of the endless list

to be perfect.

I propose

that none of those

could bring you close

to what you already are...

YOU are a star.

No joke. Right from space.

YOU are unending grace.

No need to seek forgiveness for being flawed.

You are just the thing the world needs

when you just ~are.~

The next time you think about all you have to do

and start to fret that you cannot get through,

remember that right now is all that there can ever be.

The world is perfect as it is, and so are you and me.