I move my center
from my head,
from the shoulds,
the gotta’s,
the ought to’s
To - the ripples flowing out
To - the flow of:
I want this,
this feels great.
I move my head
from the drivers seat
to the back seat.
My heart is steering.
Life is in the fun flow
a joy ride.
In the back seat,
my head’s job
is to explain
why we went
where we went,
not determine it.
I move my center
from the poor me,
to the power me.
No one else can make me happy.
Only I can “save me”.
And
I can’t make anyone else
truly happy.
Only they can do that.
It’s not my job to save anyone.
It’s my job to move my center to joy.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
Inspired by Lena Steven’s update for January
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