This is a blessing
for the unhinging
for the fraying edges
for the falling apart.
May this season be an opening
a loosening of the grip
a letting go of all that is non-essential.
May you entrust the heap of your clay self
to the One who first formed you.
May you rest in the wisdom that the rebuilding will come
and is not yet.
As the quiet of the undone enfolds you
and your soul is realigned,
may home find its way to you,
and may your spirit be at peace.
Rachael