And then, all at once,
she understood herself to be
a meadow, lush and wild
and spacious,
where all kinds of creatures
passed through.
The ones she used to fear,
who seemed the most menacing,
became her favorites.
She watched the wolf
roll in wildflowers
and the bear sit pensively,
looking at the sky.
Even the twilit bats,
with their ferocious swoops
and dives, became fascinating.
All these visitors,
wanting to be held
and then to be free.
She, as meadow,
could receive
each one of them
with love and curiosity.
And this clearing,
that she offered
and that she was,
became the place where
she learned how to live—
with all of herself—
for the first time.
Photo by Joel Holland
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