by Lynn Beaumont

Who knew
What a wild liberation awaits
In the simple act
Of choosing
Contentment?

I slow down and see myself
As worthy
And whole,
And all my fellow beings
Whole & worthy in themselves.
Beautiful in their uniqueness,
Loving all we share.

Fear & competition fall away.
They are deceptions.
False heroes in the Fairytale
Of Discontentment
Handed down
By generations
Of those forced
To forget.

Who knew that in this
Imperfect body,
Within this troubled mind,
Deep down to the core
Of this battered soul,

I am enough.

I have the power
To smile at a stranger,
Which might be enough
To brighten their day.

I have the power
To give my attention
To that which nourishes,
Educates or encourages,
And that is enough
To change my perspective.

I have the power
To choose Love,
To believe in Goodness,
To do what I can
In my small way
To bring love & goodness
To others.
To give myself thanks
When I succeed,
Grace when I struggle,
And faith to keep trying.

And that is enough.
Who knew?

We all did, once.

Perhaps we just need reminding.

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