Holding space

Stuck in this eddy again

Sometimes
Death looks like the same view out the window

Twice. Thrice. And once again

But know this:
There's no real north
And every cliff we ever faced
Had a number of paths around it

Know this:
You've walked across mountains
And sailed the seven seas
(Teach this to the young)

Know this:
You can lead, and you can inspire
Don't be fooled by the sadness and the spinning
Make space for yourself and those who need it

Know this:
It will be messy (and I seldom know what anything means)
But you can guide and you can hold space
And maybe this year