My heart is collapsing
I can’t hold the weight any more
Get bigger
I feel alone
Isolated
Get bigger
I feel my work isn’t working
Get bigger
My voice won’t carry
Get bigger
I feel scared
Get bigger
I feel hopeless
What can one person do?
Get bigger
My magic is weak
Get bigger
I feel weak
Like I’m drowning
Get bigger
Not a colonial bigness that takes
what doesn’t belong to it,
bulldozes and consumes and destroys.
But an inner bigness,
a capacity to contain multitudes.
A bigness of spirit and will and voice and action.
A bigness of love.
Big like the ocean
Big like the wind
Big like the cosmos
Big like a mother’s lap
To no longer believe the lie
that says I am too small
and will always be too small.
I can’t change the size of the problem
or the weight of the load.
I can only expand
to carry it.
Get bigger.
Keep going.
[Inspired by the writings of Julie Daley and Jena Schwartz]