One of my goals is to become a published author. I have so many books started, and ideas running through my mind. I wanted to share a poem I wrote in one of my seminary classes. I share this because it is a real thing in my life, and a focus for one of my many books I have started. Here is my poem about living life each day with anxiety and the fear that rises from not knowing if today I will be sucked into the cloud of this anxiety. Here we go:

Be calm. Be still.

Stay rooted in reality.

Don’t falter.

Don’t fade into the fog.

Let today be true.

Be calm. Be still.

Keep focusing on your breath.

Heart races.

Sweat pours.

I feel myself retreating.

Be calm. Be still.

The fog is overtaking.

What is this life I find me in?

Panic strikes.

I cannot see. I do not know reality.

Be calm. Be still.

Is it over yet?

Exhaustion takes hold.

I am so weary.

I beg for this to pass.

Be calm. Be still.

The fog is lifting.

I can feel myself returning.

For a moment the truth is clear.

For a moment I am free.