Today,
as life cascades all at once,
may I remember
that my body is holy ground.
May I grant myself a sacred buffer,
necessary white space,
margins around the edges of doing,
one pause,
one breath,
one honest enough.
May I know that I can be grateful
for all the good
and overwhelmed by it
at the same time,
blessed by being
in the middle of it all
and still worthy of rest
and renewal.
