Writing a Mantra

Today’s draft grew from a conversation with a friend, where it was suggested that I write myself a mantra that will help me connect to the value of my existence in the world. That got me thinking that it’s a lot to ask of some small little words, and maybe the words just weren’t up to the challenge. Then I remembered this little scrap of paper that has lived on my altar space for a while now, and will certainly move with me to my next home. Those little words have carried a lot.

Do you have a mantra? How has it helped you?

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedA mantra is a lie you tell yourselfto get through another dayin a world that wants you to be unhappy. Tell me, then, why this beat up post-it notethat I have moved to two states and four apartmentsstill has the power to unwrap my body from psychic plasticto open my lungs for new airto remind my body that it exists, and is worthy.