This week I reflected on my decade long journey as a therapist. As the years are passing by, I long to reframe where what I value. In reflecting on this question, I wrote a short evocative poem.
I hope anyone in the journey like me can relate to my prayers and perhaps pen some words for yourself.
May I surrender to the alchemy of trust, safety and deep connection
Beholding twists and jolts as patterns of us finding our rhythm
May I be filled with spontaneity when plans come crashing down, rumbling?
Replacing the pedestals of certainty with the spacious sound of my heart trembling
May I remain unsure and kindle my childlike curiosity with fellow beings
Secure in the knowing that releasing habitual patterns is always freeing.
May I forgo the need to measure success, failure and professional abilities
Immersed in meeting my untouched parts and glowing beside vulnerability
May I never be impressed by my head theorising on what makes us heal?
Attuning to the heart, skin and felt sense remain my eternal guide; I kneel.
May I breathe fascinated with what allows us to find our way to our inner abode
Witnessing the unfolding of separate layers, self-compassion bestowed.