The simple joy of being

Sometimes I forget

Peace lives in the present moment

Anxiety is about a future

That has not yet arrived

And will do so regardless of my worrying about it

Trauma, damage and pain lies in the past

And yet it intervenes

All of the time

The point is

How will I meet it

What will I tell myself about it

And will I just allow it a place

To flow on through

While I breathe

Rather than resist or freeze

While not attaching and stirring up

More angst?

What of the present moment

Full of simplicity and joy

That arrives fresh in every instant?

What about the sheer happiness

Of dropping into being

Allowing myself just to find

Comfort and relaxation

Following the breath

Witnessing the beauty of nature

In a moment when

No pain can hurt me?

I choose from now on

Not to knot up my heart

In rejection, judgement or angst

To just surrender to

And allow the flow

Of what arrives as a gift

Offered to me by life

Should I choose

To open my heart to it

In this present moment