Is There Room for Stillness?

As I shift from ‘doing’ to ‘being’

on this Saturday morning,

I notice fear arising, a quivering in my belly,

a slight increase in my heartbeat.

There is no apparent or immediate danger,

I’m safe in this moment and in this space,

Yet fear is here.

I’m drawn to ask into the quivering:

“Why are you here?”

“Being is so vast, I could get lost,”

is what I hear.

The thought of clinging to the clock

or a ‘to-do” list feels like safety.

But is it?

I ask into the quivering again:

“What might you need?”

“Breath,” is the reply.

I place my hands on my belly and follow its

rise and fall.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

There is room for all here and

 room for need as well.

I’m fascinated by what I meet as I embrace

the shift from ‘doing’ to ‘being’.