The Way of Being, It Seeps Out

Even without trying to convey anything,
your way of being seeps out on its own.

Even without struggling to choose your words,
or repeating explanations,
people surprisingly take in the very atmosphere you carry.

Rather than trying to lead someone,
or proving you are right,
it is about standing in a place where you feel at ease.

Sometimes, that alone is enough.
You don't have to rush,
you don't have to give it shape,
you don't have to be creating anything.

During this time of year when the outside world is at its quietest,
it becomes easier to notice
the faint sounds deep within your heart.

Even if you hear them,
you don't have to put them into words.
You don't have to tidy them up.

The choice not to raise your voice.
The courage not to step forward.
A way of being that affirms being quiet.

What seeps out becomes murky if you rush it.

When the cold deepens most in the year,
there are days when neither body nor mind moves as you wish.

The outside is quiet, and consciousness naturally turns inward.
Today, I think I will go along with that flow.