Acceptance

Dedicated to Alana Deringer Segall, friend of my heart and soul, a great hero and mentor and tremendous example who returned to Heaven Friday, June 12, 2015....I love you now and forever....


People act like death is war--
a personal vendetta.
And, while I suppose it can be,
I disagree.

To me,
life is much more a
mountain to climb,
conquer, figure out,
wrestle, 
and struggle with...
battle against, if you will...
until that gradual surrender.

Death is peace,
the reprieve,
the calm after the storm
that is life....
the pause, the space,
the catching of breath... 
letting go-- finally--
to be able to 
spiritually breathe,
see, and feel....

Reality
of what's
true and honest,
when it all
comes down to the wire,
is so very different
than what we like to think.

Drink it all in.
Slowly. Sipping. Savoring.
Line upon line.
Here a little, there a little.
Though we somehow tend
to linger in the middle,
meander, muck around
and around
and around

Lying down after
such a long day--
feeling euphoric
from the tired
floating,
worries away and
free. quiet.
be still, rest now,
and be done with the been,
has, could, would, should...
Done.

Well done!
Now, close your eyes.
Relaxing into
acceptance--
like frayed favorite fabric--
brushing off the
flaking Body's skin,
shedding the worn
patches of pain,
leaving the brain
behind.

Exhale the past
inhale the future
embrace them all
as you drift into the Great
Beyond the veil.

Don't be afraid--
it's ok.
We're here.
He's THERE.
Just let go....



Written Wednesday, June 10, 2015





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