The Open Hand
Today’s practice is small.
Pick one thing
you’re gripping.
You already know which one.
It’s the one that flinched
while you read this.
You don’t have to release it.
I’d never ask that
on a Tuesday.
Just once today,
open the hand.
Say:
I want this.
I’m working for this.
And it is allowed to change.
Then notice
what your chest does.
That little drop.
That inch of air.
That’s what non-attachment
feels like.
Not less love.
More room.
From chapter twelve
Not less love. More room.
The thing you are gripping. It named itself while you read the chapter.