• Rev. Ani

A Different Kind of Shelter

Poems From The Porch



The cold has driven me inside,

and so has the need for approval.

While my body’s shelter is found

in my prayer room at home,

to relax and release shame

requires a different inner sanctuary.


I must connect to the holy truth

that my identity comes from God,

that to show up as myself

requires no apology.


I must detach from the mental commentary that judges,

with labels like arrogant and overly-confident,

too much or not enough.


I must open my heart,

like a lifeline,

to the Love within me,

my true Source for esteem,

Who says that it is not my job

to manage others’ responses to me,

their perceived looks of disdain,

that my only job is to be me,

fully and without compromise,

beloved and cherished

as part of all that is.


And so the wise adult part of me

embraces the little girl and rocks her,

inviting her to breathe into the present moment,

to claim her sense of wonder

and to receive unconditional positive regard,


self-compassion blossoming like a rose

emitting the sweet fragrance of Love.

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