Enough

May I let go of what no longer serves me,
to make room for what does.

May I sit in stillness,
to relearn my inner voice.

May I stand where I am,
without reaching for what comes next.

May I remember:

The plans the Universe has for me
are better than any plans I could have for myself.

I am a landscape.

And I am enough.

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