A Succession Of Moments

Endless planning is such old-Earth living;  

on this New Earth, we rise into now… 

A succession of moments is all we have  

So be definite and live deliberately—  

Let the day arrive without apology,  

and meet it as you are, 

not as your fear rehearsed.  

Sip your breath like sacred tea,  

warm and quiet in the hush of your body.  

Notice how even stillness moves—  

a flicker at the edge of the curtain,  

a bird revising the sky with its wings.  

You don’t have to fix the future  

to belong to this moment.  

Just choose one true thing:  

one honest thought,  

one kind word,  

one next step that feels like relief.  

Let your heart lead the way,  

While your mind take notes.  

Today, measure success  

in moments you were fully here:  

when your shoulders softened,  

when your chest remembered how to open,  

when you caught yourself almost worrying—  

and smiled instead.  

No more living as if life is elsewhere.  

This is it.  

This light, this breath,  

this quiet invitation to begin again—  

and again,  

and again. 🌤️

~Heather G. 2026