Lately, I’ve been doing the work,
the healing, the feeling,
the isolating kind of work
where your emotions overflow
and you almost hide from them,
but then you don’t.

It’s been a journey and a dance,
an eye-opening gift,
and a place that’s brought me to my knees.

And still,
I have to remind myself sometimes
that the fun, wild, untamed parts of me
still love to come out and play.

I might revisit an old loop,
not to stay,
but to feel the contrast,
to witness how far I’ve come.
What once was is no longer.

And sometimes,
I take a peek at something I once wanted,
not to claim it,
but just to smile and say,
“Not anymore.”

I might hold the hand of someone
I know isn’t my forever,
just to flirt with life,
not to pretend.

I’ve let go of trying to control every moment,
and I’ve learned the day is still good,
even if it didn’t go to plan,
because what’s wrong with a plot twist?

Deep down,
I know it’s always going to turn out
even better than I imagined.

Nothing meant for me will miss me.
Not the person,
not the timing,
not the dream.

And maybe, just maybe,
I haven’t gotten it yet
because I needed to learn how to hold it.

There were more lessons to live,
more breath to take,
more beauty to see
before it arrived.

I started asking God,
“Why not now? Why not this moment?”
And He always answered,
“It’s already yours. Move like it is.”

So when I move like it is,
I stop waiting.
My soul already knows…
move in joy now.

Don’t shame the late night
or the missed morning routine.
It didn’t ruin anything,
it rewrote the script.

The mountain will still be there,
whether I hike at sunrise or noon.
My body gets to rest.
My mind gets to wander.

Every single day
could be the one that changes my life.

So I keep moving in the direction
I know is meant for me,
and the path appears beneath my feet.

Some days, I pause
and look around at this life I’m living
like I’m watching a film
I’m proud to star in.

From my overly excited pup,
ready for his walk,
to the friend who calls
just to say they miss me,
to the man at the bar
who sends a drink
with nothing but kindness in his eyes.

Every little moment is my life.
It’s full of abundance,
and it’s soaked in magic.

Every day is a chance
to share what lights me up.

And while some spend a lifetime
searching for purpose,
I’ve found mine,
and I don’t take it for granted.

What’s wild to realize
is that it’s as simple as this:
to show up and be a light,
so that I might remind others
of their own shine.

How lucky am I…
And how lucky are we,
for this is our moment.

by Heather Dyan Morgan

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