Sacred Space

I began to let the words

find their own way

out of my experiences

and out of my heart,

though the empty space

I was left holding,

having tossed everything

back to wherever it came.

I became willing to

stand in that uncomfortable

place of in-between,

letting the pieces

come together

as they always did —

allowing life

to both lead and follow —

showing up empty

of me —

holding sacred space

for all of us.

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