No Pushing

I find I cannot push, even in a good direction.

I mean, of course I can, but I won’t anymore.

I pushed and pushed.

I did all the right things I could.

I prayed for more strength to push.

I did it.

Until it took its toll.

Now, I listen.

And I cannot push even in the direction that it looks like things are flowing.

Things happen as they need to.

Even on my path, I cannot push.

I am walking, walking, walking.

I am thinking.

I am listening.

And then, things come to pass.

They just are.

With no pushing.

© 2013 Kathryn Hardage

www.InspiredPractices.com