I Curate.

Grounded
In the groundlessness
When I let go
Of all the holding on
What exactly am I resisting?
I am free
Inside the space of the now
To wade in the waters of possibility
Floating free
Free from the debri
Of expectations
And story lines
Breaking off
And trailing off
All around me
Superfluous driftwood
In this eternal space
Of the present moment
I am like a serpent
Shedding the skin of the 'should'
For the 'could'
The 'what if'
Stripped back
And playful
This space is readily available
To return to
Regardless of situation
And circumstance
You ALWAYS have the choice
To sit down
Or to get up and DANCE
This is your chance to move
To find your groove
To elevate
Push the button and accelerate
Feel the floors rising
And the noise in your mind dividing
Like curtains
To make way for the theater of your heart
Where it's beat takes center stage
To guide the rest of your play
It's pure art...
And it's yours to curate
In the gallery of your life
It's an exhibition of your truth
Now showing
So make sure you show up
Every day
With the authenticity and the beauty
Of what your heart has to say.