Right outside the door of my heart
Sit two comfy chairs,
Where we once laughed and loved together.
Sometimes those chairs seem empty.
Then I remind myself…
They are abundantly full,
Full of the memories I have of you, of us, of our laughter and our love,
And then, I smile because that I know will last forever.
You are light. I am light.
You are happy. I am happy.
I see you — the vibrant, perfect energy that is you.
I don’t need you to have struggles in order to feed my stories.
You are loved. You will prosper.
You will release patterns that hurt you.
You are released from serving my insecurities.
Be free of the shackles of my faults, my fears, my challenges. They are not yours.
Thank you for carrying them, for holding onto them so dearly, but you no longer need to.
I don’t need them anymore and neither do you.
We can just exist in the pure and natural state of joy that we are…
no stories, no struggles…
just light and love.
It’s time to set the table and prepare for the feast…a feast not of food or of Black Friday specials, but of the hugs, smiles, and laughter that accompany a table set with love and joy.
The world is full of givers and takers. I’m a giver. On some days it seems there are a whole lot more takers. I used to get upset about that. Now, I just spend more time with givers. Unless I want to feel useful…then I hang out with the takers.
Monday Mindfulness 