What Moves You

Not everything that touches you is meant to stay

Some things move through you like wind through leaves stirring your stillness shifting your roots showing you you are alive

And though you long to hold them the truth is some gifts arrive only to set you in motion

You felt it, did you not the pull in your chest the ache that was equal parts beauty and goodbye

Love that did not bind but beckoned

Moments that were not anchors but launch pads

And still your soul whispered Go

Even if it meant letting go of the very thing that woke you up

There is a sacred kind of courage in following what stirs you especially when it stirs you away from what once felt like home

To say yes to your expansion often means saying goodbye to your comfort

But your heart was built to wander toward what lights it up

So when something moves you even if it moves you away bless it

Hold it like wind in your lungs then exhale with grace

You are not betraying what was You are honoring what is

And somewhere in the vast unfolding every goodbye you whispered will become a trail of stars leading you home to yourself