For the stressed and depleted women who do too much
You are tired.
So, so tired.
But you don't know if you can stop.
You are afraid to stop.
You are afraid that, if you stop, the threads of your world,
And the worlds around you,
The threads you work so hard to keep together,
Will come apart very quickly.
You bear the compression,
Of the world inside of you,
Of the world around you,
And of the worlds before you.
The compression,
Bottled and pushed down inside,
Is leaking out.
Pain
Illness
Dissatisfaction
Restlessness
Discontent
Overwhelm
Anxiety
Exhaustion
Un-thriving
Your body, mind, and soul craves
Sweetness,
Softness,
Nurture,
Nourishment,
Flow.
But you are too busy to hear
Your own wisdom.
You are too busy
Being somebody else
And many somebodies
That you have forgotten
Yourself.
So, come home now,
Dear one.
You are not inadequate.
You are not broken.
You are whole and complete,
Just as you already are.
Do not let the world tell you
Otherwise.
So, come home now,
Dear one.
Replenish yourself with sweetness, and
Dissolve your
Pain,
Anger,
Sadness,
Loss.
Come home now,
Dear one.
Come on home
To Yourself.