Contentment

Tuesday~October 27, 2009

It's reaching in the pocket
of a coat from last year
and making that discovery,
the familiar soft paper feel of money

That heart flutter moment
I wonder if...
and then pulling it out

to find a buck rather than a twenty.

It's saying it's good either way

Not stomping or pouting
no I deserve betters
or I deserve mores

No where is my very best life?!

But instead,
it's putting that just one dollar back in,
sliding your hand to the safety of your pocket
closing your fingers over the treasure,
holding tight for safe keeping
soft and familiar
good

It's believing in the enough
of all the beautiful things in your life,
things you already have
and then it's still hoping life can
grow
multiply
loaves and fish
dreams come true
there instead of here
grass greener
change

But mostly, it's the belief held in the deepest places
that even if the hopes are dashed
no growing
no moving
no healing
no change
no reconciliation
no dream come true...
the enough is still enough
and good,
just that one soft and familiar dollar that's yours,
a thing that seems little or less without the appreciation of it's value.

It's holding that one, your life, tightly in the safety of your pocket and thinking it's more than enough.