“Wisdom from the Hokey Pokey. Put your whole self in” ~ a coffee shop sign
I can’t put my finger on it. But it’s there, at the tip of my tongue, or stuck in my throat like a lodged chip that I can’t spit out or swallow.
Something is off. Not off enough to be SCREAMING. Because then I would know what it is.
But it’s off. It’s unaligned.
Somehow I’ve betrayed myself or talked myself into believing or…
It nags at me, it pokes and jabs, trying to get my attention.
I can’t see it…
…or I don’t want to see it.
I can’t put my finger on it.
But it’s there, buried in my head
like a glimpse of a dream, my brain struggles to recount the details, my heart longs to find it again.
What have I lost – carelessly squandered?
It’s hard to find the answer when the question isn’t even clear.
I need to find a way
So I can live fully in the moment and
engage, relate and belong
I need to put my whole self in again.
Do you have your whole self in?