Last night as I was sleeping by Antonio Machado
- Ethan Pollock
- Mar 25, 2023
- 1 min read
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See AllI need to die each day in order to live it fully No more dragging my heavy heart stone out of bed each morning Trudging through a sticky quagmire of bitter resentment Hauling and heaving my great boul
Finally on my way to say yes I bump into all the places where I said no to my life all the untended wounds the red and purple scars those hieroglyphs of pain carved into my skin and bones, those coded
Slow down, friend. Breathe. In, out. In, out. Sink into the vastness of presence Life is only a moment. Answers do not arrive on-demand. We are on an ancient schedule here. The teaching is simple: Slo
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