Shut the door to the world
And just sit quietly for a while
Not doing anything
Let everything settle
And see what’s there
Noise?
Anxiety?
Depression?
Some great distress still carried
From the past?
Sit with those
Welcome them home
In tenderness
Stop fighting your experience
Maybe it’s time you disarmed

There is a whole world
Underneath this one
But you can only enter it
With openness

I call it the door of grace
Because it cannot be forced.