How many times have I said, “Be careful?”
Anxiety rooted itself deeply within my cells. From there it grew tendrils that encased my organs, muscles, and bones.
Despite the intensity of my repeated caution, “Be careful” never stopped life from unfolding. My cat died, the job ended, and accidents happened, with precious moments of sweetness hardly noticed between.
How do you wake up from the illusion of control? And then unwind the damage to your body, mind, and soul?
Ride this ever-changing river of life moment to moment with a smile, and the deeper knowing there’s nothing you can control.
Prompt: 100 Words on Saturday
What does the phrase “be careful” evoke for you? I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments.
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