Showing Up

Nothing small about starting,
had to start over,
more times
than you can count.

Not the flashy beginning,
the quiet one, no one's watching.
Everything aches, why try again.
But you do.

Not cured or easy,
still reaching for life,
motion,
meaning.

Not fixing, witnessing,
version that showed up.

Woods don't ask for credentials.
Don't check levels at the gate.
Receives whoever arrives.

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* peer reflections: not medical or therapy advice. *