When you're sad, just feel sad.
Don't try to be happy. Trying is exhausting.
Don't push your sadness away.
Don't numb it.
Don't try to get over it.
Don't try to transform it.
Don't even try to 'heal' it.
You don't even need to accept it.
Realise that it's already accepted.
There is already enough room for sadness in the hugeness of your being.
You are the sky, the sadness is only passing weather.
You are vast; sadness is temporary.
You are eternal; sadness longs for a home.
When you are sad, just feel sad.
Bow to your sadness.
Let it rest, and move.
And you will know its holiness.
The seed of life is within us all, our dance here is mundane, strange and wonderful.
Give yourself permission to rest and receive lullabies for your heart.
Where do you see a window you can open for a subtle sacrament to slip into your day?
Meanwhile, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem.
A winter solstice 2020 short stream for a Movement Medicine community
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