Little Pocket of Quiet

“Suppose you meet me in the woods.”― Eudora Welty

“May rest open itself to you,
a little pocket of quiet,
because your strength is running on empty.
May you be sheltered from every fear,
whether it’s creeping up behind you
or what your imagination keeps inventing.
May your hummingbird heart slow—
just enough to catch its breath.
May any storm be turned aside,
leaving this quiet place untouched—
In a quiet so impossibly soft,
may you feel held—
not by perfection,
not by productivity,
but simply that you are enough,
just as you are.” – Kate Bowler

Pocket of quiet
Corner of beauty
Deep time, wandering, without a checklist
Recess for play and wonder, peace
In your being, not your doing, treasure
More than enough, overflowing and abundant
Just as you are
Becoming, unfolding, flourishing
Seeds root and bloom in the pause.

“What’s your best discovery?” asked the mole.

“That I’m enough as I am,” said the boy.”
― Charlie Mackesy, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse