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MY POWER by Carolyn Chilton Casas

 

My Power
 
   by Carolyn Chilton Casas
         —after “To Change” by James Crews
            
Then came the foggy morning
at summer’s sad departing
in what is most likely 
the last third of my life
when I understood 
that no matter how carefully 
I orchestrate my living,
a lot of what happens is not 
in my power to control.
 
What is completely 
within my power 
is to meet each situation 
with kindness,
with compassion for others
and, of course, for myself. 
Sometimes the most difficult.
To let it go, as they say, to stop 
chewing the cud of wishing
for a different action, 
another outcome.
 
So instead, I look at my face 
in the mirror and ask, 
Did you show the world
you care today; was your heart 
an open reservoir of love?







Carolyn Chilton Casas is a Reiki Master and teacher. Her favorite themes to write about are awareness, healing, and the life journey. Carolyn's articles and poems have appeared in Energy, Odyssey, Reiki News Magazine, The Art of Healing, Touch, and in other publications. You can read more of Carolyn’s work on Instagram at mindfulpoet_ or in her first collection of poems titled Our Shared Breath.




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