When days are difficult, due to stressors that are outside of your power to diminish, what can help?
I found a poem a few months back. I’d never heard of the writer or the poem before. It was mentioned in a video that I watched. Afterward, I went online and found a copy to print out, so that I could read it whenever I felt the need for the comfort it had given me the first time I read it. It will always be special to me for the feelings it invokes. The poem is Wild Geese by Mary Oliver. Maybe you know it? If not, here it is. xo