No Worries

Here is how I let go

of the string of worry,

here is how I keep it

from pulling me sideways,

from making me say things 

(in my resultant wobbliness)

that make the air tense between us:

I let go by remembering

no one has ever soared

with worry on her wings,

and if we lived by worry

we couldn’t move at all

We are in Mind

and nowhere else,

and Mind knows us balanced,

and Mind designs all the spaces —

the flow of us,

the cushioning air,

the trail and all the riders on it,

and their balance and their thoughts.

It’s the nature of Mind

to be harmony — we are all expressions

of one grand idea.

We can’t fall out of it,

so we can’t crash. So there’s no place

for worry here.

©Wendy Mulhern

January 18, 2016