Our Place of Being

Honey filled joy ice cream greeted me when I slipped back beneath the covers of me.

Photo by Joshua Earle on Unsplash

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I remembered
to rest at the center of my being,
after straying from it,
chasing someone I thought I could be.

It turns out
my children are in the center of my being,
our dog is there too,
me as well.

Honey filled joy ice cream
greeted me
when I slipped back beneath the covers
of me.

I have a feeling you’re there too
because the center of my being
is yours as well.
The Ocean center of all things is everywhere,
and here.

We are not so different, you and I
always hunting for that place
we’re already living from,
resting in,
here
today
now,
again
finally.

When I am lost
I just have to remember this feeling
and I will rest in the place
where my children, our dog
and all of you can be found.

Our place of being.