I was asked recently “What do you need most right now?”
“To not have to answer such an important question!” I thought. I invited myself to dig deeper below the first layer I always see… “just a little rest and some time away.”
I invite you to the same.
What I need most right now is the space to listen to my own call.
The inner whisper hums in chorus with me as I jar my dried lavender and fold the corners of my new book, marking this one and that one, and each one, as my favorite poem.
I need no questions, only the companionship of your warm and sturdy body. Maybe bring a cup of tea, too.
I need sleep and a lot of it. Room to marvel at the sherbet sunrises.
Time to roast the root vegetables long, low, and slow.
To savor this season and shed my summer skin. Leaves crunching beneath my feet on the trails, and less clenching in my jaw.
Space to write what my soul really needs to say. To lower my expectations of myself. Permission to be a new version of me too.
I need time to find me. I need room to need.
What do you need most right now?