Create a clearing and wait

Have you ever felt stuck? Have you ever felt like your “real self” is being smothered? Have you felt as if there is a box that someone (friends, family, coworkers, yourself) would like you to stay in?

Have you ever cut off pieces of yourself to fit inside that box.

This poem is for you.


Do not try to save
the whole world
or do anything grandiose.
Instead, create
a clearing
in the dense forest
of your life
and wait there
until the song
that is yours alone to sing
falls into your open cupped hands
and you recognize and greet it.
Only then will you know
how to give yourself
to this world,
so worthy of rescue.
[Martha Postlethwaite]

Clearing poem from keith rodli