There is a stage
called the present moment
that you are constantly stepping onto.
If you concentrate you can sense
its curtain call just under your navel,
that union of courage and instinct.
A breathing anchor
that keeps you right here
in the present action of your life.
A whole cast crosses this space,
playing parts not listed in the jaded
program notes of your past.
Only by being centered
are you able to grasp their
roles in the current production.
Only by choosing to value your life
as a performance worth watching
will you start to catch its gist.
Only by acting your part with
utter conviction will you know that
you are not the only author of your lines
This peculiar kind of remembering,
is a calling forth, a reaching that releases
the brilliant self hidden in your wings.
Poem Copyright – From ‘Arriving in Magic’ 2013
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Photo Edinburgh Fringe – August 2014