the joy that buoys our souls

I have the windows open 
listening to the rain 
it feels like little bits of peace 
Are entering the world
My world
Which can be hectic
With voices climbing over each other
Small needs building a staircase of tasks to be done
The rain brings a blanket of calm
That I savor
Reminds me to find a space for myself to sip my coffee 
And do not one thing else

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We are
as a group
collectively exhausted
We hold wakeful babies at night
half sleeping
until the day begins
We mourn babies we no longer hold
while celebrating
having ever held them
We bear the weight of our own mothers who are taking their turn to be held
Sometimes it is work to do the work of women
To be in relationship
and build lives together
We open our hearts and let them be slightly broken
by this amazing life
It feels right
To sit and rest
To appreciate sweet smiles
To accept the gift that is laughter
And revel in light
We celebrate the joy that buoys our souls

Written by : Jocelyn Chrisley