I watch the orioles,
orange and black embers
against a backdrop of green.
They do not know what is
on my lists.
Standing under this sky,
this day,
I remember:
when we let the litany
of the undone
run away with us,
we forget to inhabit the real.
The orioles are here today.
Tomorrow is still only a rumor.
Sometimes I feel like I’ve been “camping out” at a long, extended crossroads—combination of midlife re-evaluation, changing family constellations and needs, and simply living in the in‑between on a changing earth.
Midlife invites us to recognize and hold the reality that we can’t live every possible life and can’t say yes to every shimmering door.
But you can:
+Listen for your own full yes from the wise guide within.
+Make peace with the paths that must pass you by.
+Trust that new doors appear because you let others close.
A mini blessing for today:
“May I choose with wise discernment, even when it means letting good things go.”
