New Life Foundation | The Hand Hammock
The manus hammock hangs, swayed by the breeze here,
Set to grab us if we need.
Which, frequently, we do.
This is a place some come to when they're falling,
Or, that's how information technology was for me.
I'd hit the flooring but there was a way to go (it turns out).
That manner, I'm learning, is to permit go, downwards into your hands.
Release my body to exist floppy; open up hearted similar an un-zipped onesie.
London wasn't where to learn this.
Merely here, with your manus hammock swinging betwixt banana and Bodhi tree,
(ducks swimming beneath)
(dogs running beside)
(sun setting behind)
I am blessed to experience support and acceptance like never before.
"Come, prove united states of america your worst" you seem to say,
"We will dear you anyhow".
"All you lot hid, when you thought you'd be rejected, nosotros want to see information technology."
"Lay it out, hither, on this hand hammock we have made for you."
"And, when you're done, your hand tin come up, supervene upon mine and I'll lay the Existent Me out here, too."
And this is healing, I know, right here.
What I've looked for.
This customs, where you see and accept me.
This is belonging.
And I larn I'm non perfect but belonging is notwithstanding given.
Belonging;
The number one 'must take',
In the terminate.
It turns out.
Though I idea it was beauty, fame, success; all that was only ever in pursuit of credence.
So, come go it hither.
Available by the saucepan load.
Sit down in our hand hammock.
Know y'all're loved.
Heal your heart, mend your soul.
With the states.
With us here.
— Ellie Paskell
oxenhamwhateening.blogspot.com
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