The winds of change are sweeping unceasingly upon us.
Never guessing where the next shift will be, we are on guard.
Always with eyes in front and behind, we fidget with suspicion.
Relief coming in fitful bouts of sleep or distraction.
This pace is a frenzy that we are unable to sustain.
Collective discomfort is showing its wear and strain.
So, in contrast, I breathe.
In and out with a rhythm dictated by my attention.
With each movement of air a little more tension dissolves.
In open surrender I flow within this state of change.
Worry is useless and guessing ineffective.
Energy is restored with each mindful choice to let go.
All things fall in place once they are surrendered.
What will be shall manifest itself in due and rightful timing.
I am afloat in my conscious state of releasing.
And peace begins to restore itself around me.
My mind may wander but my spirit is at rest once more.
Shifting through change, from chaos to calm.
~ Barbara Bernard Miller