Poem: Forgetting

Sometimes I forget to breathe, 

I forget to remind myself life is a journey,

And that it’s okay if there is chaos beneath. 

Sometimes I forget the feeling of discomfort 

Is there to remind me that exciting, new things await ahead. 

Sometimes I forget to cultivate my peace,

To nurture that essence in me that makes me light

And helps me live with ease.

Sometimes I forget that I am not stagnant,

I’m in constant ebb and flow,

Forever embracing nourishing growth.

Sometimes I forget that the divine energy

Of the universe all around

Is always, undeniably guiding me

So I do not drown. 

Sometimes I forget to be patient with the process

And my beautifully eager self. 

I forget that night follows day,

That the sunflower follows the sun's bright rays,

Undeniably in love with them. 

Sometimes I forget

That nature has a time of its own

And that the truth is always known. 

Sometimes I forget that to create a new life,

I have to trim what is no longer needed,

I have to prune the flowers

So they grow more beautifully unique

And can more easily, truthfully speak. 

Sometimes I forget that feeling the sad, scary feelings

Is a requirement to

Cultivate a deeper understanding

Of who I am and where I am 

In this ever-expanding life of mine. 

Sometimes I forget to just trust.

I forget to trust the process and myself.

I forget to look around

And I forget to think of the reasons why. 

Sometimes I forget to play more, and stress less,

To not take certain things too seriously,

And to embrace the glorious mess. 

Sometimes I forget to live in my strength

And to just be kind to myself.

I will. I try. I am.